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Banded Up (feat. Tierra Whack)

アーティスト:Chief Keef, Tierra Whack  アルバム:Almighty So 2  作詞:Keith Cozart  作曲:Keith Cozart  発売年:2024 

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What you want? I want eight grand Bang, bang (Foenem Radio, bitch) Bang, bang Bang, bang Bang, bang Bang, bang Bang (Ayy), bang Bang, bang Bang, bang Bang Nigga, you a Nicki mixtape cover, you a sucker You can't even read, you're a stupid motherfucker (You're a stupid motherfucker) You can't even read Out here banded up (Ayy), out here banded up (Ayy) Out here banded up (Ayy), out here banded up (Ayy) Out here banded up (Ayy), out here banded up (Ha) Out here banded up, out here banded up (Ayy) Out here banded up, out here banded up Out here banded up (Ha), out here banded up Out here banded up, out her, banded up Sos' baby, ayy Sit gang Let's get it If it's up, it's up If it's up, it's stuck (Bang) Nigga owe me bucks, make him cough it up (Bang) Paying with that pape', we gon' ball 'em up (Beep) Nigga, fuck your mans, go 'head, call 'em up (Nigga) Got the 40 tucked, it shoot all 'em up (Bang) I leave out the bank, stack that's tall as fuck (Beep) Nah, this shit ain't small, I can't fold it up (No) Got a money plate, on the line, hulk it up (Bitch) Told that ho get up, flexin', doing sit-ups (Nigga) Uber, come get her (Shit), bitch, I can't get up (Ha) You still hangin' out? Nigga, hang it up (Ayy) Safe in the wall, I'm finna put a paintin' up Out here banded up (Ayy), out here banded up (Ayy) Out here banded up (Ayy), out here banded up (Ayy) Out here banded up (Ayy), out here banded up (Ha) Out here banded up, out here banded up (Ayy) Out here banded up, out here banded up Out here banded up (Ha), out here banded up Out here banded up, out here banded up Ayy Yeah, yeah Did everything that they said that I couldn't Did everything that they said that I wouldn't I go bananas like cookies and pudding I'm 'bout to bubble like soda when shooken I'm dressed in the best 'cause I know that they lookin' These rappers are food and that's why I be cookin' You can't pull no strings and I just keep it pushin' B-I-G, but I was not born in Brooklyn I treat 'em like cushion, I denied instruction I beat the beat up like it deserve a whoopin' I cut that boy off if he walk around woofin' I'm straight as a arrow, my Gucci hair crooked


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