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lirik lagu itsmanman - bandlab flow

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[intro]
n~gga, i’ll drop on bandlab, n~ggas still can’t f~ck with me, n~gga
in the court recordin’, n~gga, off the apple headphones, n~gga
watch me get off, though
hmm

[verse]
white b~tch called me a monkey, i’ve been rockin’ bape
the chop i got, it hold banana clip, i’m tryna bust a grape
drunk as h~ll, i almost shot myself, i feel like kurt cobain
don’t ask me how her p~ssy feel, i only f~cked her face
ain’t wanna hit the stu’ today, so i’m on bandlab
hmm, it’s like thirty~somethin’ shots inside the manbag
yeah, i’ll turn a n~gga brother to a hashtag
i heard your n~gga go to diddy parties, he a f~g f~g
huh, i’m the hardest out detroit, i can write and punch
huh, n~gga tryna ride the wave like hawaiian punch
we can’t bring pistol in the party, then we not gon’ come
i f~cked your b~tch, now i’m muscle goat, that is not your son
my n~gga got a lot of lines like black friday sales
huh, you was cryin’ in the club, so i think you might gon’ tell
huh, my n~gga flew the work in, that is not no mail
shot his neck, it detached from his body like a gecko tail
huh, this chopper shift a n~gga gears, i got hutcho with me
huh, a n~gga always keep his faith, so it’s not no biggie
i’ll land in a n~gga town like f~ck your city, huh
b~tch was gettin’ too loud, i almost punched her titty
huh, into it with my baby mama, i just choke~slammed her
i just made a glock from scratch, this a ghost blammer
huh, i tried to leave this b~tch alone, but she be throat grabbin’
everybody f~ckin’ with my lines, my fans coke addicts
i really got a bald opp, i call him charles barkley
huh, might turn a crib into a trap like macaulay culkin
we seen that n~gga tez out and he kept on walkin’
with my n~gga tyreek in the hills, but i am not no dolphin
he brought his phone on a drill, why the f~ck you come?
this b~tch mad i nutted fast, “why the f~ck you cum?”
huh, ain’t find a n~gga in his hood, but i just shot his unc’
i be with n~ggas that’ll crack your head, they is not no bums
yeah, you get it? they ain’t crackheads
huh, n~ggas be computer thuggin’ ’til they mac dead
i got a shooter that’s like five hundred pounds, i call him fat fred
i get proactive, see him out and pop him like a blackhead, n~gga
[outro]
n~gga, on the bandlab side of things, n~ggas still can’t f~ck with me, n~gga
i’m the hardest youngin out, n~gga, your fans know, n~gga
my fans know, they fans know, n~gga
n~ggas can’t f~ck with me
come on, n~gga
i’m the hardest youngin out, n~gga


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