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lirik lagu armanibanz! – mandate

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[verse 1: armanibanz!]
dirty trippin’, he just let some rat hoes pull up to the mansion
i could f~ck any n~gga b~tch because i’m rich and handsome
pulled a b~tch in this basic~ass ‘fit ’cause my diamonds dancin’
how i’m doin’ crimes, makin’ music like i’m charles manson

[verse 2: babyfxce e]
walk in the booth, told lil mani i can hop on any beat
i’m a pro drifter, i can slide the scat pack on any street
in the summer, got into it with some n~ggas old december beef
told my n~gga get away from me, that switch keep on temptin’ me
[verse 3: armanibanz!]
tuh, she say, “oh, you big money? yeah, literally”
if you see me and e ski’d up, we on everything
i’ll go and buy my b~tch a house before a wedding ring
when it come to gеttin’ bags gone, that’s my specialty
stop flexin’ with that chain, boy, you know your nеck fake
stab the pedal in the h~llcat, i made his neck break
i love my fiends, trap jumpin’ like i did a head fake
big chopper on me, touch more n~ggas than a f~ckin’ handshake
i got rich off of music, so i’m doin’ what the fans say
told that p~ssy n~gga don’t come out the crib, that’s a mandate
he was actin’ cut, so we patched him up like a band~aid
doin’ hand~to~hand with the fiends, my money handmade
n~ggas watch my every move, they need to up a fanpage
n~ggas broke, you’d never see me flexin’ when my mans can’t
pull up to the party, get it poppin’ like some champagne
ever since i dropped a mani piece, i been goin’ rampage

[verse 4: babyfxce e]
i got sharks at the crib when i ain’t there, make sure the bands safe
four~five stickin’ to his skin like a band~aid
f~ck a b~tch good, when i wake up, i bet my bed made
handcuff her to the board, then i sn~tch her off the bed frame
you cool, you can slide, but i ain’t gon’ cap, bro, your mans lame
up the strap, 40 travel through his cap and make his dreads hang
my b~tch be on my back, i save the hoes under my mans’ name
i ain’t gon’ cap or cat~wag, but the lil’ b~tch got some head game
[verse 5: armanibanz!]
uh, the only thing a— alright
the only thing a basic b~tch could give me is some headsp~ce
this fiend stay with powder by his nose, i call him beignet
kickin’ b~tches out the crib, be done did ’em like a sensei
knock a n~gga dreads off, gave that boy a temp fade
i’m done posting money, bro, these n~ggas know i been paid
tuh, young black n~gga on the run, kunta kente
told her put these phones in her name, she want her rent paid
if this b~tch woulda came around the gang, she woulda been slayed
baby stuck to me real bad like some membrane
you can tell a n~gga havin’ just off of what the ‘fit say
she don’t gotta question if it’s mine off of what the kit say

[outro: armanibanz!]
tuh
she ain’t gotta question if it’s mine off of what the kit say
ho, don’t make me mad before i get back in my pimp ways
we done walked a n~gga down, we don’t really like to play fair
yeah, n~gga
kmg on top
tuh


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