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letra de show no love/ten bands ( engeneered by - quintana mills ) - draii

[intro]
i’m line, oh my god

[chorus]
bando that’s my second home
two phones trap going off
keep these racks around for ration
and for showing off, a different b-tch we at a occasion
think i’m holding off
i’ll be stacking all these hundreds, ya they ain’t tall enough
i can’t even go to sleep unless my hammer talk
now i’m getting to the paper and they mad as f-ck (mad as f-ck)
sh-t i’m married to the game no i can’t show no love (show no love)

[verse]
i’m a summon up my n-ggas, they not coming back
if i hear you throwing race lil boy you gettin’ whacked (whacked)
bih we spin around your block and we not holding back (back)
got a n-gga look like me got him laying flat (flat)
back again we in the [?] we werе serving fiends
hit that shorty right from the back i got hеr screaming please (ya)
i ain’t worried bout yawl n-ggas i’m just doing me
i can’t even stray to the knife i’m trying to stay lowkey

[chorus]
tell my brother i’m sliding who sliding with me
me and kieran in the studio we spitting 50
on the road for a while but i’m moving stealthy
i make ten bands and from trap phone
these n-ggas they never go help me
i was posted up at the flag pole and the junkies
they know where to at me (j29 turnup)
and they know all to respect me

[verse]
[?] crack pizzy 19 and a mac that’s right on my back
bullets turn into a pack
you smoking on that
that’s another for the stashes
[?] talk bout that you wanna trap up
all you n-ggas livin’ cap
i’m on a whole nother map and then i came back
had to spend a couple of stacks
reminiscin’ bout the pass i wanna go back
but i can’t go down the path
lil n-gga i ain’t crashin’ was going too fast [?] did 40 on the dash
jake slide do the dash i grab his stash and head out the back
cause if they found where we at i’m doing 10 and i’m talking max
[chorus]
tell my brother i’m sliding who sliding with me
me and kieran in the studio we spitting 50
on the road for a while but i’m moving stealthy
i make ten bands and from trap phone
these n-ggas they never go help me
i was posted up at the flag pole and the junkies
they know where to at me
and they know all to respect me

- draii

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