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Bands On Top Of Bands
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YFL Kelvin
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CashMoneyAP VVS got the juice, hold up Ayy Smell the bag when I come through, I ain't tryna sell it Flier than propellers, mobbin' with some steppers B*t*h, don't look wrong in my section, spazz on your a** Mash on the gas, bands on top of bands Smell the bag when I come through, I ain't tryna sell it Flier than propellers, mobbin' with some steppers B*t*h, don't look wrong in my section, spazz on your a** Mash on the gas, bands on top of bands B*t*h, don't move wrong I got shooters that's gon' dump you Plugs that ain't gon' front you Call from when I come through Rollie two-tone, block your shot to my buckle Turned up and said f**k you Got this sh*t off the muscle Dirty steppin', huff what I be reppin' Know it'll be these b*t*hes' blessing My n***a said he served the reverend All the gangsters up in heaven Lookin' sideways, they gon' shoot your face off Blind to the f**k sh*t, I feel like Ray Charles B*t*h can't get no money, get this treatment then I'm leavin' Can't do no relationships, I f**k once for a reason All my diamonds shinin', they surprised when they see me Prayin' on my downfall and still wanna be me Smell the bag when I come through, I ain't tryna sell it Flier than propellers, mobbin' with some steppers B*t*h, don't look wrong in my section, spazz on your a** Mash on the gas, bands on top of bands Smell the bag when I come through, I ain't tryna sell it Flier than propellers, mobbin' with some steppers B*t*h, don't look wrong in my section, spazz on your a** Mash on the gas, bands on top of bands Ayy, I'm the opp blocks, sending shots, tryna kill 'em Catch 'em, I'm gon' split 'em Bet his whole hood miss him Selling straight drop, fentanyl gon' kill 'em Free the bros out the system Any n***a die, we don't take them I'm a stepper, I be steady steppin' N***as 12 like 9-11 Mama told me wash the dishes I was busy in them trenches Talkin' all that gangster sh*t, I'm gon' shoot your face off Blind to that tough sh*t, I feel like Ray Charles Dummy, think I'm lackin' if you want, lil' b*t*h, I'm squeezin' .223's, they penetrate his body, now he bleeding Walked in with a mug, now everybody say I'm demon No cap in my raps, lil' b*t*h, my glizzy do be singing Smell the bag when I come through, I ain't tryna sell it Flier than propellers, mobbin' with some steppers B*t*h, don't look wrong in my section, spazz on your a** Mash on the gas, bands on top of bands Smell the bag when I come through, I ain't tryna sell it Flier than propellers, mobbin' with some steppers B*t*h, don't look wrong in my section, spazz on your a** Mash on the gas, bands on top of bands
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