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lirik lagu bandgang javar - im just saying

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[intro: bandgang biggs]
(bands made this, period)
ayy, ayy
come on, now

[verse 1: bandgang biggs]
f~ck the fame, i just want the money, i need every dollar (every dollar)
shoes cost me five~fifty like the fifth power (doin’ math)
in the crib gettin’ head while i’m watchin’ power
she suck me sloppy, spent an hour, i need me a shower

[verse 2: bandgang masoe]
pop his collar ’bout them dollars, we want every problems
got the syrup by the lows, but this ain’t ain’t your mama
bad b~tch, good p~ssy, good head like she a scholar
run with k!llers, gorillas, taliban osama

[verse 3: bandgang javar]
four pounds of twenties, i can make a nightstand
your pape’ shorter than a cancer patient lifespan
voted for trump, and my mama still mad
after what i made, he d~mn near my best friend

[verse 4: bandgang lonnie bands]
huh, hold the chop with the right, steer with the left hand
i ain’t never had no black and white, huh, i’m a deaf man
can’t sleep at night, man, i keep dreamin’ ’bout them raid vans
come get your taper right, n~gga, i’m known for really shaving grams
[verse 5: bandgang biggs]
ayy, ayy, i’m just sayin’
you walk around mad all day, go get some friends (go get some friends)
old lady come and cop them grams, call her grams
i’m that n~gga that you n~ggas rappin’ like, b~tch, i’m him
head so disgustin’, whip like a bucket
sick to your stomach ’cause your b~tch out here stuffin’
n~gga, quit cuffin’ if the b~tch out here f~ckin’
my n~gga sent a brick to the crib and i stomped it

[verse 6: bandgang masoe]
f~ck is that? (who that?)
if i don’t know you, then i’m clutchin’ (indeed)
make the wrong move, then you’re through, i’m bustin’
lil’ bro get that stick in every club, it’s no discussion (no debate)
i ain’t even f~cked the b~tch, i told her how she bustin’ (yeah)
came up from nothin’ (from nothin’)
sometimes i can’t believe it, they was happy that they score
we score right back, it ain’t cheap (it ain’t cheap)
i stopped believing god when i started sellin’ to the preacher (huh?)
he want war, we’ll beat ya, to everywhere we’ll meet ya, motherf~cker (money, money)

[verse 7: bandgang javar]
take the stick everywhere like that weird old ed, edd n eddy
look in the opps’ yard, we the reason you see them teddies
with fifty on me, i’ll put a hundred on you, i’m petty
you can see i got that cake, i’m fat as h~ll, got a belly
me and my b~tch been countin’ fifty on the way home
still got fifty left to count, we in the jag’ blowed
blowin’ gelato, i’m too hot to dodge the potholes
had to recount it, fives fell all on the back floor
[verse 8: bandgang lonnie bands]
huh, pass me the other scale, this the one i weigh crack on
uh, n~gga, where your cheese? you ain’t ’bout your c.r.e.a.m., boy, you lactose
i can teach you how to fall off and get back on
huh, like i’m sellin’ windshields, this a glass phone
yeah, i’m rollin’ with the ice like i got skates on
god, can you bring back the pagers and the pay phones?
i still scam, scam, and i got them gram, grams of them flintstones
and i just spent your rapper vans on a benzo
how shinin’ like tall, my brothers like a disco
i just lost my best friend and my dog from frisco’s
so we want all the beef, n~gga, like del frisco’s
an opp die every other week, we p~ssin’ on they headstones
hit him with big four or he gon’ twist like some dreadlocks
my k!llers puttin’ n~ggas in the box like some dead stocks
peep the family, throw my peoples ‘bows and we got the rock
how the f~ck we in the same boat? this a bust yacht


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