letra de bangin for bro - edot babyy
[intro]
elvis
grrah-grrah-grrah
yo, nonzo, turn this up
ransom, you f-cked this up
it get nasty, it get nasty
b-tch, i’m totin’ jackie (totin’ jackie)
oz up, never gz, y’all know what the f-ck goin’ on
it’s edot, baby, like
[chorus]
can’t go, can’t lack
i keep a knock and i’m quick to attack
b-tch, it’s stuck to my hip, that’s a fact
i do drills and the opps make tracks
plus these n-ggas be chillin’ wit’ rats
i don’t got the gun, he get beat wit’ the stat
like, off the yerky, roscoe the driver
chop got kick, somethin’ like soccer
said you smokin’ on bro so we smokin’ ya’ poppa
i catch yus gz, i’ma flock ’em
like, got ran down, it’s a man down, now here all the cops come
see another opp, i’m like, “we got one”
i’ma hang out the backseat, drop ’em, grrah
b-tch, it’s still bangin’ for bro
evеrything dead when you drop me o
[verse]
too oppy, b-tch, wе the reason they smokin’ on shh, like
it’s static? okay, copy
sh-t gon’ get rocky, like
spin the sev, empty the clip
i see a flocka, that boy dismissed
lil’ thotty, she stay doin’ d-ck
she wanna f-ck, tell her, “[?]”
like, every opp shot, reywayk
i keep a knock and it stay on the waist
i’m too official, no i won’t change
man, i could never go switch on the gang
smokin’ on dead n-ggas, got me deady
you kick me a o, where ya’ chevy
i know a opper got shot in his belly
like, backdoor open, i’m feelin’ like melly
this chopper do tricks like jackie
i be d-mned if i let a opposition clap me
so i stay totin’ sally
brittany, kelly, sh-t gon’ get nasty
masked up for the hit, b-tch, i’m clutchin’
they stay talkin’ on bro, ain’t do nothin’
told brodie, “move, i’m ’bout to up it”
walk in saks and i spend like a hundred
[chorus]
can’t go, can’t lack
i keep a knock and i’m quick to attack
b-tch, it’s stuck to my hip, that’s a fact
i do drills and the opps make tracks
plus these n-ggas be chillin’ wit’ rats
i don’t got the gun, he get beat wit’ the stat
like, off the yerky, roscoe the driver
chop got kick, somethin’ like soccer
said you smokin’ on bro so we smokin’ ya’ poppa
i catch yus gz, i’ma flock ’em
like, got ran down, it’s a man down, now here all the cops come
see another opp, i’m like, “we got one”
i’ma hang out the backseat, drop ’em, grrah
b-tch, it’s still bangin’ for bro
everything dead when you drop me o
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