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letra de bond money - damjonboi

[intro]
(damjonboi)

[verse 1: kasher quon]
n-ggas broke and they lame, and that’s real facts (lame)
that’s wockhardt, you ain’t sipping on real act’ (boy)
always sayin’ you gon’ k!ll, n-gga, k!ll that (chill)
three-five in the ‘wood, this some real thrax (fire)
them empty boxes, you ain’t eating off real jacks (burger)
before scams, i was in the trap with blow packs (bye)
i ain’t talking ’bout a picture, that’s a throwback (throwback)
y’all don’t really know me, y’all just know raps (mafia)

[verse 2: fmb jocahvelly]
nah, i can get a n-gga wrapped, n-gga, that’s real rap
i hit a n-gga with that strap and make him feel that
i got a line out of town i send them pills at
fightin’ a fed case, out on bond, b-tch, i’m still strapped
this sh-t fire, hit it twice or it’s gon’ k!ll, jack
i paid sixty for them grams, n-gga, i still tax
we made a million out the o, n-gga, that’s real facts
just took a ninety kit, n-gga can’t get no pills back
told joc let’s do it right or the fed list
that mean if sh-t don’t go as planned, somebody dead, then

[verse 3: damjonboi]
they took the acty, so we buyin’ all the red, then (that’s it)
i was born in this sh-t, i ain’t get plans, then
n-ggas talkin’ like we hidin’, b-tch, let’s get it poppin’ (b-tch)
when blood pass them chopsticks, we ain’t at benihanas
why keep talkin’ ’bout some sh-t if you ain’t showing nothing?
ain’t gon’ see n-ggas around me ‘less they blowing something
i can’t complain about sh-t, ’cause i just came from nothing (i swear)
set this b-tch on fire, end of discussion
they say i’m taxin’ for a beat, but it’s the real price (dumbass)
kissin’ that b-tch in the mouth, you n-ggas real trife (ayy)
[verse 4: fmb zay]
i’ll get a n-gga sn-tched, i ain’t no real rapper (nah)
yeah, i be hittin’ her from the back, ’cause she my pill catcher (yeah)
lil’ baby cold with the head, she a soul sn-tcher (yop)
you don’t want n0body dead, boy, you a whole actor (a capper)
just put a hundred on the ar, that ain’t no capping (nah)
get a n-gga blocked off in traffic for them good captions (f-ck it)
just gave a tester to your custies, say my blow better (yeah)
run up on us, we gon’ bust, these n-ggas know better
i be cookin’ in the kitchen, titi like the smell (yeah)
your b-tch, she put her trust in me, she like my clientelle (yeah)
my n-ggas do the most for me, them boys’ll jump and k!ll
it’s off the love, on go for me, i ain’t gotta bust a bill

[outro: damjonboi]
i swear to god, n-gga
b-tch, ayy, turn up
these n-ggas not f-ckin’ with us, blood
sb, n-gga
i swear to god, n-gga
you already know what we playin’
trey trey, pass the stick, n-gga
f-ck these n-ggas talkin’ ’bout, n-gga?
we been doin’ this sh-t, n-gga (we still gettin’ this sh-t)
motherf-ckin’ legends, n-gga
man, motherf-ckin’ lords, n-gga, free squad, free gang, n-gga (you know what i’m talkin’ ’bout, n-gga, p-ssy)

- damjonboi

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