lirik lagu ak bandamont - john wick
[intro]
it’s ak bandamont, n~gga, i get bands a lot, n~gga
you know that
[verse]
i’ve been in these streets too long, i’m tryna build a plaque
i’m stupid, i can take the gun apart and then rebuild the strap
throw a drac’ with attachments a glock 10 and go and k!ll a rat
i’ve been gettin’ off in these streets with no strings attached
i’ve been f~ckin’ off in these streets with no strings attached
i left the four of purple in the red, i got a thing for that
uh, my b~tch fur pink, but my mink black
she took it back, k!ll her in front of her son so you ain’t see that
this asian b~tch love to suck d~ck, said, “put your feet back”
brung it to the trap, she started usin’, took her to rehab
my dog just came through with ten pounds, it look like beanbags
the ho done sniffed a ho then started bleedin’, threw her some kleenex
pull up the feds serve a fiend, he look like he dead
i’ll pull up in your block and send a bullet hole through each head
and blew a mop head, and f~cked around and shot off three dreads
got fl!cked on my way to make a play and done k!lled three feds
this b~tch done started somethin’
finna take the hood on a journey like a charlie one
just sent a hundred shots but ain’t hit sh~t, got a r~t~rded gun
laced his b~tch while i was f~ckin’, he got a r~t~rded son
you know who run the block
remember days i was down askin’ for dollars, but now i’m up a knot
you talk about that sh~t you not about, i’ll get your cousin shot
not watchin’ your surroundings, walk in p~ssy, got my brother shot
sh~t, i ran through three trojans
i’m grippin’ on that stick when she acknowledge ’cause i be noided
she done sucked the d~ck two hours straight and fell asleep on it
i emptied the whole clip out a glock 10, but i still reloaded
i gotta be focused
i done popped five pills every two hours, i hear three voices
you n~ggas dope five hundred down on cash, you got a lease on it
i done f~cked around with that hand, now i got a leash on her
you n~ggas is dingy hustlers
got this one fiend skinny and chocolate who like jimmy butler
i got a barber who cook dope, he a krispy cutter
i got two shooters with scopes, they might hit each other
i was sayin’ two friends, they didn’t know they wanna hit each other
then i hit ’em both at the same time, they said they miss each other
i was in the telly with fifty hoes and ran through fifty rubbers
got stick on me, around fifty opps and i heard fifty stutters
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