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If y'all rappers weren't too fake
Eating bands she hate how I do 8
From my thoughts I can't escape
She want the sun I got the rain
I want earring she

and he'll do it for free
Like
Bitch it's my g day and we gettin lit
You know I'm in fashion juss look at the fit

That bitch is a thot and she tryna get right

badder than
Gat them niggas shivering
Like wait I know na harmattan
Asalamalekun walekunasalamu
They tried to feed me beef
I told them boys wait for

to change up
(Ah)
(Freestyle)
Yeah
Keep your chain tucked
Uzi on me, got my chain tucked
Got a bitch by my side always
Up it bed with me, yeah, you ain't know

bitches
Shaking what?
Shaking ass for the paper
If that shit ain't about no bands
Then it's by bitch I'll see you later
Her ass thick
How she shakin got me

me

Next thing you know she tryna neck me
Your pockets look sad they stressed out
Just hit fpr six that's the touchdown
She eat me up its a luncheon

and boats on my clothes 
I be always working tryna get me some doe 
One thing I always do is get it for the low 
I dont have no feelings got damn 
I caught

brothas, we got next there's no denying it
My flows are like some bullets, ya but I ain't driving by with them
I'm stunting on this shit, y'all gon have

woah
I stack up these hunnids by the band
Didn't tell me that she had a man
'Fore I shot and scored without assistance
Harden watch me do it with

This next song goes out to all you plants out there
That’s right
It’s veggie disco
By Go Banana Go
Only here on WGBG

Broccoli doing the hustle

I just need these bands by the thousand
Where they at
No country for old men around my housing
What
I threw the tracker out a hundred miles ago
Gone
I

ancient ungh
Raging waters 808 they wanna harpoon me
Why you run up with the toolie?
Why is it dirty you do me? Want me pan fried
Whatever you are im anti

you mean
I got demons trynna give me shit for free
What ya mean
I got demons trynna give me shit for free
Ima do it by myself with a gang nge
Get it

gassing chiefin speadin thru the traffic
nun but gaseous 
know Im jammin like a mac 10 
already had 10 by my side got em gaspin
Mackin killa colder then it

too'd
By three different bitches I don't even know
Yikes
Make me famous just so I can lose all my friends
But who gives a fuck I'm pulling up in a benz

Then tell ya to bounce too
They want you the sound cool
I soundproof clowns too
I'm taking you down too
I'm taking these bands too
Fuck it man I'll take

thinking about it
Is the worth this life
And crying
Got them bags open
Mags open
Got them mad fans
I waste bands
They claim me
Taking my hand
That tinted

face
Let it loop like a gif
Your child being thrown in the air
By the well-toned arms of better man
Your mother, drunk
Shitting herself at sports day
Go

Brand new coupe and that bitch come with wings
Ambient lighting make a bitch do her thing
She's gonna do it all for Gvld
She gonna give me all her soul

Death the kid with a Glock
You posing with guns, but we know it's a prop
Caught that boy slippin', he finna get mopped
Put holes in his body, you

I wish someday, I'll find the truth and get behind
You still got our band shirt girl, what will you do?
When we are rich and famous and you're

these drugs just to feel sumn (Huh)
I'm gon do this all by myself (Facts)
It's hard for me to not trap and sell (No cap)
I know that it's wrong but it

these drugs just to feel sumn (Huh)
I'm gon do this all by myself (Facts)
It's hard for me to not trap and sell (No cap)
I know that it's wrong but it

hierarchal
But Makaveli my gospel, you've got to free your mind (FYM FYM))
From the system, so hostile, they want us walkin blind (3rd eye 3rd eye)
Gotta do it