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letra de msr - bandgang javar

[verse 1 ?]
it’s crazy how i make my money flip
i go out with a ten, come back with a hundred strips
i sell drugs in this b-tch, come and get your unc a fix
i’m so plugged on the six, i get a n-gga hit
ok
let’s get it cracking then, [?]
i only talk in third person, ’cause i vacume seal sh-t
playing roles on a song, like i’m acting, will smith
i got hoes who’ll hit the road and ride with real bricks
got a chopper that’ll split you, this b-tch got the longest clip
run up on me like you dumb, and let the news, i let it rip
[?] your b-tch, y’all ain’t f-cking with my clique
oh, you got a rollie on? [?] glewed all on your wrist

[chorus ?]
i got my reader in my writer
i got my glock and my fire
i got my wood and my lighter
and wе finna light this b-tch on fire
i got my reader in my writеr
i got my glock and my fire
i got my wood and my lighter
and we finna light this b-tch on fire

[verse 2 ?]
don’t call me band man, i don’t know you n-ggas
ask me for change, and i might bro you, n-gga
[?] p-ssy [?]
[?] still stolen [?] rolling, n-gga
mr. dumps in this b-tch
throw 20 plus at your b-tch
throw 20 plus at the plug
then i f-ck around and rob the plug
they ain’t even seen it coming, blew a whole hundred
n-gga, they ain’t even see me coming
got a b-tch in kentucky
a b-tch in [?]
one black, one hunky
but they bring back that money
sh-t hot, but i’m sitll on
different rout, mama telling me to chill out
but mama, i’m cursed
i got my reader and my writer, i’m finna put these hoes to work
work work work
[chorus ?]
i got my reader in my writer
i got my glock and my fire
i got my wood and my lighter
and we finna light this b-tch on fire
i got my reader in my writer
i got my glock and my fire
i got my wood and my lighter
and we finna light this b-tch on fire

[verse 3: bandgang javar]
got my rental and my driver
sh-t hitting, we might pull an all nighter
tore down the store, this sh-t fire
and i only use one car, on the bible
what a feeling, i got ten receipts
your sh-t declining, come f-ck with me
my pieces hitting, all the sh-t was free
we the reason that sh-t hot [?]
[?] my name was [?]
sit in the car, got two b-tches working
knock her pay if she ain’t driving perfect
man, that b-tch fired, she was hardly working

[chorus ?]
i got my reader in my writer
i got my glock and my fire
i got my wood and my lighter
and we finna light this b-tch on fire
i got my reader in my writer
i got my glock and my fire
i got my wood and my lighter
and we finna light this b-tch on fire

- bandgang javar

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