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splashin (remix) - bandingo ygne lyrics

[intro: bandingo ygne]
you finna die baby!
hitemup!

[verse 1: bandingo ygne]
bunch of face*tatted b*tches, this ain’t hip*hop
choppa knock a n*gga out his flip*flops
stole the n*gga flow then make it better
sh*t is getting fishy like your b*tch box
all these rap n*ggas really scary, huh
you could end up in the obituary
shorty milking me, she tryna get that dairy
check the facebook and that sh*t say that she married
i’m an alien, if i f*ck her then we create a new race
pull up with that suitcase
shoot you in the left side of your face, now you look like two*face
he thought i was bluffing, i said “yeah, aight,” b*tch i’m blueface
i done heard fake n*ggas say real sh*t, i seen everything
i’ll smoke a pig but i do not smoke no mary jane
i ain’t glorifying murder, i’m just saying, what a feeling
they be k!lling, that’s for nothing, maybe we should go and k!ll ’em
maybe i should go and k!ll that motherf*cker
tell me motherf*cker, do you feel me motherf*cker
i’m a s*xy ass n*gga, look at me, i’m all muscle
if you really wanna tussle, b*tch i’m explosive like russell
i had to throw kyoto on this sh*t
’cause i know he ain’t no bozo, little b*tch
and if i throw that n*gga the stick
then he gon’ [?] it like he [?] quick

[verse 2: tokyo’s revenge]
um, choppa on me like a backpack
um, he thought that all i did was rap fast
um, and then i pulled up at his front door
chiropractor bullets ’cause they made his f*cking back snap
yeah, and if it’s any consolation
then the choppa bullets need to get to dumping, constipation
told the p*ssy boy, he can come and see me, [?]
we put dots all on your body like we playing with dalmatians
okay, three fours on my body, you can get jumped
this a big pump, n*ggas biting, call it kidmunch
hehe, big mad in your system
your sister on a handstand, i blew her back in the bathroom
like, what you thought this was?
b*tch, you must be dumb
get jumped like a bunny, no bugs
hollow tips hit his stomach, now that n*gga need tums
lil’ tok in this b*tch, like a uterus
my wrist is shining like ice, [?]
my n*ggas bang blocks, different colors like rubik’s b*tch
she sucked my d*ck, she said that she was new to this, huh
looking at me kinda like i’m crazy
i stay around the gunnas like lil baby, uh
choppa burn a n*gga top, slim shady
maybe n*ggas tryna bite because they got rabies
there’s no 444 without gr444veyard
kanye west, alien eyes, hit you with the lazar
run up on me and i’m hunting you down with a ar

[outro: tokyo’s revenge]
chill, chill
bro, you k!lled it
oh wait, i bodied the track?
oh, so thas*that’s it? i jus*
oh sh*t (haha!)
dum dum dum dum dum
dum dum dum dum dum (whoo!)
do do do do do
hitemup!
yo, bandingo
you finna die baby!
b*tch

- bandingo ygne lyrics

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