a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de magic - bandgang lonnie bands

[intro: bandgang lonnie bands]
uh, ayy
stop rappin’ my life, n-gga
ayy, huh
hey, hey

[refrain: bandgang lonnie bands]
rapper-slash-scammer-slash
hold on, rapper-slash-scammer-slash trapper of the year, huh
hold on, rapper-slash-scammer-slash trapper of the year
hold on, all the d-mn dirt i did, i’m blessed to be here
i’m blessed to be here
hold on, rapper-slash-scammer, trap
hey, hold on, rapper-slash-scammer-slash trapper of the year
[verse 1: bandgang lonnie bands]
you wanna make your work disappear, just call bandman, hey
you wanna put your b-tch on the strip, call bandman
i got some jewels for you
tell a b-tch somеthin’ they never hеard, they gon’ choose on you
b-tch, i’m like the bishop on my b-tch, put that juice on her
still send them youngins on the missions, poppin’ roofs on ’em
fap-fap-fap-fap-fap, you hear that glock 22 blowin’
we smoke the biggest cats, n-gga, tuh, and went roof on ’em
we stealin’ all the ‘cats, all the scats just to shoot out ’em
just paid three racks for a car to get him b00bopped in
huh, full-time rapper, that don’t mean won’t get your noodles spilled
these n-ggas tough as h-ll when they get off them pills
these n-ggas run and tell when they people get k!lled (big facts)
i got the black and white too
know a lot of 6ix9ines that went and testified too
one of them named rob too (him)
rayquan and will too (him)
they hang in the same group (him)
motherf-ckin’ goof troops (and it’s more of them)

[refrain: bandgang lonnie bands]
hey (hey)
rapper-slash-scammer-slash trapper of the year (slash trapper of the year)
hold on, rapper-slash-scammer-slash trapper of the year (slash trapper of the year)
i can make a call and make that n-gga disappear
i can make one call and make the work disappear
scammer of the year
trapper of the year
b-tch, this my year
[verse 2: shredgang horse]
i’m a trapper, scammer, robber, and i know a couple k!llers
i was f-ckin’ up the road, five hundred every giffy
can’t forget about pimpin’, turned that sh-t to a living
i get bread out all my b-tches, really bome up from them trenches
late night, jump out on missions and don’t leave nothing living
next morning, meet the plug, get the bag, then i flip it
all my opps hoes, i ain’t battlin’ no b-tches
blow this just like elmer fudd, you ain’t finna duck no switches
still tryna up the score like i ain’t just come home from prison
get the drop, grab the strike same day, you know we spinning
if you hit the head, the body fallin’, n-ggas finished
i can’t mention dead opps ’cause i’m the one that— shh
black hoodie on, after dark, turn to a gremlin
r.i.p.s in every glizzy, we gon’ closed-casket n-ggas
you a boy with a p-ssy, man, i hate you— n-ggas
i done been a lot of sh-t, but i ain’t never been no witness

- bandgang lonnie bands

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS