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letra de b.a.n. - cammy bands

[intro]
(ooh, rj, b-tch, he already got that one)
(it’s lando, your b-tch know, don’t let your b-tch go, n-gga)

[verse]
ho talkin’ self-made but ain’t legit-ass n-gga
you’ve-been-rappin’-h-lla-years-but-ain’t-sh-t-ass n-gga
i don’t show guns, but they ain’t really hip ass n-ggas
i got step-back-and-shoot-you-in-your-sh-t-ass n-ggas
i’ma wear the ‘fit daily ’til i’m rich ass n-gga
you the type to go broke and press a b-tch-ass n-gga
you a ho and your clique full of b-tch-ass n-ggas
no baboons, gorillas, carry-stick-ass n-ggas
and the bad news explainin’ to your b-tch-ass n-gga
you a ray j, plottin’ on a wish ass n-gga
never handed to me, i had to go and fish, lil’ n-gga
and the damage on me, i can never forget, lil’ n-gga
throwin’ bands but you got a sick kid ass n-gga
i hate them ones with no boys but adlib bust a n-gga
life straight right now, i’m tryna get further than you
strap up, you never know when it dеbuckle n-ggas
i got n-ggas that got n-ggas that’ll double dutch a n-gga
when thе money come, baby, i ain’t got time to cuddle with you
sittin’ on your ass waitin’ on your mans to bubble, n-gga
if i did it once, i gotta make it double ass n-gga
trap phone on your chest, it never ring ass n-gga
they gon’ hate me at the end and not the spleen ass n-ggas
costume for the ‘gram, halloween-ass n-ggas
tell my unborn son you a g, lil’ n-gga

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