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exposing opps - bankroll bugz lyrics

[intro]
project x
a*way
ayy listen, bankroll, n*ggas know what it is
you know
sj
woi*oi, woi*oi
ayy, mandem ‘been doin’ a lot of talkin’
chattings
i’m just gonna’ clear it up for you, one time, you get it?
a*way
woi*oi, woo
woo

[verse]
could somebody tell these yutes in acton, i don’t know why they actin’ (cappin’)
[?] whole lot of works, like bro, not one of them he’s smashin’ (not one)
not takin’ ’em in why you think when we caught fk his face got smashed in? (haha)
yg already told me “no beef”, like bro he don’t want no parts (none of it)
l.o.l, don’t make me laugh
i was outside his yard with a .9, should’ve let that spark
who you think gave that drop? (who do you think?)
gotta’ be smart, don’t trust these b*tches (none)
you know i got packs for these acton bisshеads
beef with the gang don’t jump out your’ prime
thesе yutes done got this twisted
i’ll run a man down from a distance
back that strap, get smoked like rizzlas (bow)
and shoutout woo, when he done my man
must’ve thought he got stabbed by sizzla (bomboclart)
i can swear this is bound for a reload
i just take a quick stop by amigo’s
let me see one of them, i’ll shank up his friend
these bells take flight like heathrow (shh)
i can tell you what they got in common
scarface and rex got stabbed in the face, but this ain’t really a problem (ugh)
no way that i’m stoppin’, if you know me, then you know i’m a problem
free hamilton and saucy, i got them (bros)
like, gang blacked out in a dinger down whip
lookin’ like the cars from gotham (woi)
she hit 2 off the ‘lato spliff
now this b*tch won’t stop coughin’
she wanna’ chat about gang
just shut up and take this d*ck, don’t bite when you top it (badders)
hurricane did get splashed in the gym, oh well, that’s his problem
if i say i got it then i got it
aim for his head when i pop it
and i cheffed him up in morrison’s
must’ve thought i just went out shoppin’ (haha)
when bk stepped in the wing, he said he don’t want no problems (i don’t want them)
when the mandem was done with him, he looked like don’t take rounds in boxing (d*ckhead)
don’t know how i beef these yutes, south ealing yutes say they got them
oh well, most of them have ‘been splashed and blazed and he got crashed by the gang in jail (wah?)
me and ba on the glide that’s h*ll (wah?)
i won’t mention these g*y grove yutes cah’ the scoreboard speaks for itself
like, shoutout my golbourne goons we got locked for an m but didn’t tell (shh)
can’t lie i was movin’ nuts, how you think maw got filled with sh*lls? (grr, bow)
you know sav and that, that’s world, but the anti’s are runnin’ the 12
don’t speak on the gang, you can catch your’ time, likkle man that’s bad for your’ health
ayy, ayy
i put a k on the lane, that’s for ngang, they bang on the lane (bro*bros)
i was locked in scrubs when i caught big k on the wing and i smashed his face (d*ckhead)
i can tell you ’bout puttin’ in work, hop out the whip i’mma do that first (of course)
‘been pressurin’ nerds, handy handthing man’s lettin’ it burst (bow*bow)
i swear i do hate that b*tch, but, i love how her coochie squirts
i swear i do hate that b*tch, but, i love how her coochie squirt (shh)
and the man can’t talk about hidin’, are you takin’ the p*ss? (f*ck off)
i’m on cross [?] right now one up, i’m doin’ up lurk with 6 in the spins (woi)
or i might strap this ‘lato, then bake off with my paigon thing (badders)
open her p*ss’ while she rubbin’ this d*ck
bare backshots, man’s damagin’ it
squeeze on her throat, watch her choke and sh*t
ugh, what a dirty b*tch
and i could’ve made that my princess, but she don’t know ’bout holdin’ it down (nah)
and i swear i got beef with the malis, cah’ they think they run acton town (okay)
i’m the realist mali, wallahi, with the .32 i’ll l!ck man down
and that’s on [?] my dargie, straight anti, don’t f*ck with my army

- bankroll bugz lyrics

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