letra de dead$ - calboy
[intro]
wanna know how to get these bans
told my n-ggas you can’t be scared
he play with that money we bustin his head
so please don’t play with this bread
[chorus]
and i still be sleepin off them bars (and i still be sleepin off them bars) and i’m still in the trap like no tomorrow (still in the trap like no tomorrow) and a n-gga still mad cause he know i ball ( and a n-gga be mad cause he know i ball) had to give it my last had to give it my all
[verse 1]
i got to run me some bans
i had to get to the dance
he get to tweekin he dead
i never shot at his leg
i’m tryna get to some bread
i’m tryna get to the dough
i just been geekin off meds
pose yeah, i snap like a photo
wanna know how to get these bans
told my n-ggas you can’t be scared
he play wit that money, we bustin his head
so please don’t play with this bread
[verse 2]
you want it, you take it, yeah
my n-ggas they take sh-t, yeah
i roll it, then face it, yeah
i’m going through fazes, yeah
we started this sh-t in the bas-m-nt, yeah
got this sh-t straight off the pavement, yeah
he wants the smoke, i will take it there, yeah
hop in that foreign and race it, yeah
roll up da wood and i faced it, yeah
i get so high i look asian, yeah
i am so far from basic, yeah
remember them days, they traded, yeah
flippin it back, stackity stack, i got the racks, yeah
n-gga don’t act cause i got the mac
and you can get whacked, yeah
if i have a slatt, then this homicide
don’t carry no mash, yeah
no matter the time, them k!llers gon slide
you better go hide, yeah
[chorus]
and i still be sleepin off them bars (and i still be sleepin off them bars) and i’m still in the trap like no tomorrow (still in the trap like no tomorrow) and a n-gga still mad cause he know i ball ( and a n-gga be mad cause he know i ball) had to give it my last had to give it my all
i got to run me some bans
i had to get to the dance
he get to tweekin he dead
i never shot at his leg
i’m tryna get to some bread
i’m tryna get to the dough
i just been geekin off meds
pose yeah, i snap like a photo
[outro]
i got to run me some bans
i had to get to the dance
he get to tweekin he dead
he get to tweekin he dead
i’m tryna get to some bread
i’m tryna get to the dough
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- jimi somewhere › letra de soccer - jimi somewhere
- hossamanis › letra de حاجة قديمة - hossamanis
- no name luton › letra de pull up - no name (luton)
- bug hunter › letra de the key to being lonely - bug hunter
- prolecious › letra de chemical euphonies - prolecious
- andrea poggio › letra de miraggi metropolitani - andrea poggio