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letra de rubberband - beast coast

[verse 1: joey bada$$]
uh, they say i’m criminally underrated
top five? nah, more like the f-ckin’ greatest
can’t compare me to n-body
get slow bodied, the flow got it
they speak up on the kid so highly
how the f-ck did this n-gg- doubt me?
we could go there, we could talk about it
ask you n-gg-s where you f-ckin’ found me
i’ll go cash a check and then i catch a body
i’ll go k!ll a rapper, then i rap about it
i’m a beast, got the whole flatbush behind me, we deep
how the whole team is elite?
how? b-tch, don’t you act like you don’t know
i got to get to the, get to the dough

[verse 2: meechy darko]
i really hope you get everything you prayin’ for
even if that thing you prayin’ for my downfall
amen, hallelujah
i say i’m number one, you say delusional
woke up like f-ck that humble sh-t, i’m on my rumble sh-t
winners talk about winnin’, losers talk about other sh-t
you never get what you deserve, just what you negotiate
you want the bag, i want the safe
click-clack, n-body safe
clap, you look like fashion and my verses be like rappin’ cl-ss
i’m on the highway to h-ll, i count my sins, then laugh and crash
acid god, stuffed a hundred grams inside the sandwich bag
money knots, so fat it’s bustin’ through the rubber bands

[chorus: zombie juice]
i’m a rubber band man, so i always bounce back (back)
countin’ up this bread, with the biscuit in my lap (lap)
n-gg- act up, we gon’ push his sh-t back, back, back
i’m a rubber band man, so i always bounce back (back)
countin’ up this bread, with the biscuit in my lap (lap)
n-gg- act up, we gon’ push his sh-t back, back, back

[verse 3: zombie juice]
i’m a little bit different, see
my visual, delivery spiritual
i’m not who you want me to be
i am who i am, yeah, believe i’m the one
i’m back on my bully, more tyson than fury, yeah
ice out the jewelry, too loud, they can’t hear you
connected, we smokin’
your b-tches be chuggin’ white wine and tequila
need a bae with a body like megan thee stallion, sh-t
i love me a diva, none the concealer
might vacuum the seal if i need it
we lookin’ defeated? nah, i’m walkin’ like jesus
we at the n-bu matsuhisa
zombie the logo, test us a no-no

[verse 4: erick the architect]
yeah, i spent some years on the road (huh)
think it’s time i come back home (huh)
h–rd that money like a cult
come into the jungle, ready for the brawl
every single summer, n-gg- let it off
if it’s any interest, then i pay the cost
so these rubber bands closer to them grams
i put that on yams, i might get a porsche, yeah
feed me diamonds, free medallions
that’s expensive diet, and what’s bad for?
i gotta ask for it but you scared to buy it
humble flex, i get crazy vibes
so when i’m stressed, i know they ain’t surprised
that’s a cool shirt but it ain’t your size
when i go berserk, i get laser sight
when i’m in my feels, i blow a bag tonight

[outro]
shut the f-ck up, see
shut the f-ck up
shut the f-ck up
shut the f-ck up
shut the f-ck up, b-m -ss n-gg-
haha, yo
b-m -ss n-gg-

- beast coast

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