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slipping 2020 - bandgang biggs lyrics

[intro]
(vonte on the beat)
this that “slipping 2020” sh*t, n*gga
n*ggas be trippin’, they real thinkin’ that i’m slippin’
come on, now

[chorus]
same old slogans, still out rolling
still whip it up with the same old potion
same old slogans, still out rolling
still whip it up with the same old potion
woo

[verse 1]
turn this b*tch ’cause gang in this b*tch
you lame in this b*tch, ain’t ’bout to do a thing in this b*tch
we shoot banana clips for n*ggas on that monkey sh*t
i smack her on her ass and pull her tracks out when i f*ck this b*tch
my n*gga should’ve played hockey ’cause we all slide
dog hidin’, ten on his head, let them dogs find him
pull up in a beamer truck, this b*tch got sports mode
your buffs fake and your b*tch ass, but you cuffed, though
i never understood these n*ggas, how they hate the g.o.a.t?
my cases open, but this draco with me, it’ll take a soul
try to run off like a stylist, i’ll paint your toes
look in my eyes and tell a lie, them shooters paint your nose
cuban links on my neck came from hutchy
it’s nothin’, blew twenty in a day, thank my stuffer
i be doin’ me, you got opinons, it’s f*ck you
call the plug, told him i’ma come and grab a couple
sucker n*ggas, smacked his b*tch ’cause she was feelin’ me
my stomach weak, these n*ggas extra silly, they be k!llin’ me
feel the safe up with the twenties, keep the slips on me
this glock on fully loaded, but i’m quick to leave this b*tch on e
do the dash, up the six, you catch me burnin’ out
couple thou’ every time i look up, make her wonder, “how?”
if you ain’t a real n*gga, better not come around
found out otherwise, my lil’ guys’ll come and gun you down
[chorus]
same old slogans, still out rolling
still whip it up with the same old potion
same old slogans, still out rolling (skrrt, ayy)
still whip it up with the same old potion (b*tch)
still sport buffs— (ayy)
still sport buffs, still sport buffs, my sh*t whiter than some lotion (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
still sport buffs (yeah), still sport buffs (white), still sport buffs, my sh*t whiter than some lotion

[verse 2]
we been on that, and b*tch, we still on that
been had straps, been had racks
pull up in the hood and bet that sh*t on cr*ps
don’t get clapped, n*gga, don’t get clapped, my been had macs
been had dracs, been had 9s and 40s, boy, a n*gga got smacked
love to shoot with some forgi wheels, put ’em my foreign coupes
who is you? you don’t know the gan? try us, we blowin’ you
pour a deuce, wake up, pour a four, i roll with plenty goons
make some room, better make some room ’cause bandgang comin’ through
i’ve been dry, never lost, though, you say that sh*t, you lyin’
i’ve been down to put a b*tch on her back and beat her down (ayy)
rubbers slidin’, you know bro been slidin’, that boy out his mind
take your sh*t, you won’t get it back, we on that type of time, n*gga

[outro]
n*ggas know who really do this sh*t, n*gga
big 20, bandgang, n*gga
shoutout to the shredgang, n*gga, we’ll take your sh*t

- bandgang biggs lyrics

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