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everything dead - bando gz lyrics

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[chorus]
free t dot and stunna im makin it lit
that mean you can get hit with ya b*tch
smokin on who then im takin that risk
throw a shot out the car then we blitz
b*tch i married the k but i stay with my knocka
smokin yellow mix him with the grabba
slide through the third like where the imposters
we gon show them we the opp spotters
f*ck all the politicking we can link up
gunna pop out the cut tryna geek up
slide through the hill heard homie got cleaned up
[?] got beat with his sneakers
free t mac and edai they never gon fold
dthang spot em then brodie gon throw
scream rpt she [?]
[?]
[verse]
all the opps broke and they worried about us
when they see me man they better duck
smokin ty benji he died with no funds
ebk man i don’t give a f*ck
how you lack by that store and got beat with a stick
and lil aj got beat with a brick
smokin on noah he restin in p*ss
jacob died on his block with his grip
n*ggas know its salute me or shoot me
we let it flock then pass it off to the smoochies
i heard his b*tch wanna do me
[?]
rock amiri mix it with louis and gucci
shut down the party if we spot a [?]
n*ggas linkin with opps like some groupies
f*ck all the politicking we can link up in person and play with our knocks
like how the f*ck yellow died rb got hit up but you shoot or get shot
why the these b*tch n*ggas talk on the net ain’t get back for they deads never playin they block
how the f*ck n*ggas keep gettin hit but they jack on the book they got so many chops
i just wanna know why they keep talkin on bro
like them n*ggas don’t keep getting smoked
smokin on smelly that n*gga got poked
and his mans let him sit there and choke
but them n*ggas keep dissin
like we ain’t gettin money and f*ckin they b*tches
catch c blu thats on bro ima strip em
if we don’t got the pole we gon [?]
[chorus]
free t dot and stunna im makin it lit
that mean you can get hit with ya b*tch
smokin on who then im takin that risk
throw a shot out the car then we blitz
b*tch i married the k but i stay with my knocka
smokin yellow mix him with the grabba
slide through the third like where the imposters
we gon show them we the opp spotters
f*ck all the politicking we can link up
gunna pop out the cut tryna geek up
slide through the hill heard homie got cleaned up
[?] got beat with his sneakers
free t mac and edai they never gon fold
dthang spot em then brodie gon throw
scream rpt she [?]
[?]

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