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lirik lagu ak bandamont - drive to hell

[intro]
(i was just playin’, i was just playin’, man, you feel me?)
yeah
ak bandamont, n~gga

[chorus]
nope, this is not a fire drill
the cleanest motherf~cker out so i could find his pill
i d~mn near knocked my brother out, he actin’ high as h~ll
this n~gga talkin’ ’bout robbin’ the bank, why would i drive to jail?
b~tch jumped in the car, she started eatin’ the d~ck and she look fine as h~ll
i’m goin’ fast, she asked me where we goin’? we finna drive to h~ll
heard your n~gga doin’ life for jail
just know i’ll whack a n~gga and don’t get caught ’cause they ain’t find a sh~ll

[verse 1]
i’ll skrrt off then pull up on a head, i seen a fеd, though
they gotta know stoppin’ this b~tch could be a headstonе
i treat all my hoes the same, i know i’m dead wrong
they cooked bro, they had to let him out, the rice was read wrong
out in cali, pape’ on melrose, i’m finna buy somethin’
cuz call, when i get back to the city, i’m finna fight somethin’
in the party, got a thousand yachts of [?], who wanna try one?
it’s a lot of hoes, when i seen this one b~tch, i started eyein’ somethin’
uncle sellin’ slabs when the feds came in town, we got picked up
so i started sellin’ the beans, give me a month, i’m finna brick up
this b~tch did me a favor for a pill, i got my d~ck sucked
i put a b~tch on dog, thought he was f~ckin’, he got sticked up
i give a b~tch rich guts if i bust in her
so i can’t do it mic once if i f~ck with her
i had to f~ck with a b~tch head, told on her credit ’cause i ain’t f~ck with her
this b~tch could say anything, she off a bunch of liquor
we in the rental, lil’ girly spread her legs, but i ain’t finna hit it
i’m tryna put these drugs in her, ’cause she might fit it
they talkin’ street, but somehow end up as a crime witness
a pastor gave me holy water one time, i poured a line in it
i feed the streets, i beat the streets
walk him down no mask on so we could see his meat
i know some n~ggas sellin’ dope who tryna see a ki’
i gripped lil’ girly by the throat ’cause she was mean to me
[chorus]
ha, no, this is not a fire drill
the cleanest motherf~cker out so i could find his pill
i d~mn near knocked my brother out, he actin’ high as h~ll
this n~gga talkin’ ’bout robbin’ the bank, why would i drive to jail?
b~tch jumped in the car, she started eatin’ the d~ck, she lookin’ fine as h~ll
i’m goin’ fast, she asked me where we goin’? we finna drive to h~ll
heard your n~gga doin’ life in jail
just know i’ll whack a n~gga and don’t get caught ’cause they ain’t find a sh~ll

[verse 2]
i love to rap, but i made a half a million off the clientele
lil’ summer on the block lookin’ for fiends, you tryna find a sale (yeah)
and the boys was tryna give me wack, but they kinda failed
b~tch tried to set me up, the prices helped ’cause i’ll burn somethin’
i’ll pour a pint and wash away my sins, we in a church f~ckin’
[?] you can win, just go and serve a junkie
huh, if you ain’t stupid, you can learn from me
why this one b~tch f~ckin’ with voodoo put a curse on me?

[chorus]
ha, nope, this is not a fire drill
the cleanest motherf~cker out so i could find his pill
i d~mn near knocked my brother out, he actin’ high as h~ll
this n~gga talkin’ ’bout robbin’ the bank, why would i drive to jail?
b~tch jumped in the car, she started eatin’ the d~ck and she look fine as h~ll
i’m goin’ fast, she asked me where we goin’? we finna drive to h~ll
heard your n~gga doin’ life in jail
just know i’ll whack a n~gga and don’t get caught ’cause they ain’t find the sh~lls

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