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letra de bananas - daboii

[verse]
i feel like 1take n-gga hold on
i’ll make your mans disappear, “where your bro go?”
rich n-gga, still get the piece for the low, low
b-tch say she want me to herself it’s a no, no (link up)
i’ll shoot this b-tch from the three, get my stroke on
pour hennessy on the ground ’cause my bro gone
n-ggas keep saying they gon’ slide, but they won’t though
i’ll pass this b-tch to the gang n-gga go long
ha, i’m in goat mode
why these lil’ n-ggas always talking what they don’t know?
young n-gga but i got game like the old folks
i be in the loud with the crips, them my loc locs
don’t let me put this lil’ rap sh-t in a chokehold
this a big bulky .45 not a .44
i’ll never switch on my gang that’s the bro code
p-ssy n-gga name black and white, you the popo
n-ggas always talking out they neck, what they gon’ do?
why every time the boys pull me over i say, “don’t shoot”?
n-gga you a nerd, no one knows you
it’s a stick up in this b-tch n-gga don’t move
i’ll split the bag with my mans, that’s a bro move
i’ll kick this b-tch out the crib n-gga no shoes
’cause we don’t do no squares in the circ’, n-gga no room
and i’ll beat the case with no prob it ain’t no proof
young n-gga still following the old rules
’cause you was never there on your block when i rolled through
charging up in the p-ss like i’m goku
and i can press a b-tton in this b-tch, n-gga no roof
yeah, it get wild when i step
riding ’round wit’ a tec
riding ’round to the neck
dumb b-tch i can smell that black & mild on your breath
if yo’ daddy was a rat, yousa mouse in the flesh
make a b-tch cum, are you proud? you impressed?
lil’ baby got milk, she a cow in the breast
n-gga, i’ll “bow bow” with the left
for some lil’ ass boy, you’ll get downed for respect
and i heard that you was talking sh-t
and you didn’t think that i would hear it
big glock on me don’t get near it
n-gga get close i’ma break his spirit
everywhere i go chest out, i don’t fear sh-t
i can never backdoor my mans that’s some weird sh-t
i’ll leave ’em dead on the road like a deer b-tch
n-gga you ain’t cut from that cloth you a pure b-tch
uh, n-gga yousa poodle, i’m a pure pit
i tried to listen to your lil’ tape man my ears itch
b-tch asked me what i’m mixed with, b-tch i’m pure n-gg
i tell this b-tch, “drive the boat” she gon’ steer b-tch
uh, uh this my sh-t, this my sh-t, taha
yeah this my sh-t, uh this my sh-t ha
n-gga on the gang

- daboii

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