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the bando freestyle - bando gz lyrics

[intro]
gang, gang, gang, n*gga

grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, boom

[verse]
monterey n*ggas always on d*ck
milly lacked and got beat with a stick, like
wan billy trash, why you still tryna diss?
and that n*gga c blu is a kid, like
bend through the sev tryna catch me a flock

jacob a d*ck, heard he died with his knock
if that was me, would’ve dumped every shot
smokin’ noah and yellow and diddy
oyk, we who runnin’ the city
catch an o, then we make him get jiggy, like
spin through the t’s, gunna throwin’ like fifty
headshots, then his chest or his neck
ankle shot, watch him crawl to his death
beat an o, they ain’t come and spin yet, like
how many timеs we gon’ purge through they ‘jеcts?
talk on bro, but they really sit back
gbg, but they keep gettin’ clapped
rpt, ebk, they know that, like
big fto, it ain’t just for the tracks
dthang told me like, “brodie, it’s lit”
f*ck a deal, n*gga, pass me the grip
spin in tints and them sh*ts gettin’ flipped, like
how many opps is gon’ die on they strip?

- bando gz lyrics

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