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sticks - bvbybaando lyrics

[ intro ]
tylian made the beat

[ verse 1: bvbybaando ]

i hang with them steppers ( pow ) felons
we robbin these n*ggas we bussing they melons
them madden gang blixtz gang n*ggas ain’t sparring
we don’t do no talking the choppa it tear you
and we sending shots we tryna get rid of you
how you say you my partner and do what these b*tches do ?
run in your sh*t take you down bout them benjis foo
cold hard n*gga dont got no pity for you

[ verse 2: bvbybaando ]

back in the trap with a mf mac
i hang with them demons they screaming out clat ( clat )
n*gga run up he can get his ass wacked
shout out my bro’s who be in the trap
and we got them sticks wipe you off the map
i send a blixtz you know they gone clap ( blixtz )
i do a hit with no mask it’s just me and repa
you know we got the strap
we ride in a coupe that b*tch matte black
send a hit 24 hours they attack
woah that was too much info
call up blixtz gang young n*gga and we kicking in your back door
it’s too hot to be doing that cap bro
young n*gga making plays out the back door
big sticks your ass can get shot hoe
when i see you imma take you off the map ( map hoe )
( “ it’s a lot of young n*ggas who don’t do nun but they be plotting tho .. no cap .. yeah but that’s just how the game goes .. man no cap we run the city n*gga .. blixtz blixtz blixtz blixtz !

[ verse 1: wc steph ]

i got the glocks and the mops these n*ggas some opps
you play with me i set it off
these n*ggas be p*ssy for what ?
my d*ck in her guts
my b*tch she setting sh*t up
that sh*t made me laugh
but f*ck it i’m doing the dash
i’m racing to get me some cash ( skrt skrt )
i did it no mask
don’t play me or i’m on your ass
no cap i’m sitting on racks
pockets won’t fold i feel like some n*ggas done told
pillow talking to these hoes
that sh*t there a joke
boy you see i’m on the road
so it’s really no time for a hoe
you getting them packs that’s past tense
pop me a n*gga he look like a zit
i’m rapping for fun but i’ll give you a stick
these n*ggas be pressed wanna beef bout a b*tch
i’m getting some money just look at my wrist
gotta move like a opp till they stop talking sh*t
just smoked some blue berry and f*cked on a b*tch
she act like a dummy she making me sick ( yeah )
[ verse 2: wc steph ]

back in this b*tch and i’m lit in this b*tch
i hit the b*tch im through on the six
cuzzo he lil but banging the six
no cap my n*gga you know i got sticks
real rap lil n*gga ain’t hitting on sh*t
n*gga play bet i slide we hittin them l!cks
( woah ) im making her wet with the drip
we sliding smoking them runtz get you hit
fmg walking round here with them sticks
gang in this b*tch gotta stay on legit
flashing this cash and you know we gone spend
me and tk f*cked on your bestfriend
me and kt f*cked on your bm
you watchin me n*gga ? my life is a film
stop cappin my n*gga yeen never been rich
if you rich why the f*ck do you stay in the bricks ?
honestly n*gga you really a b*tch ain’t focused on you your mind on a b*tch
like gates said n*ggas ain’t really on sh*t boy go get a job that trapping ain’t it
we gone slide with them sticks and bless him ( boom )
these n*ggas be cap test him ( cap cap )
run up on me i bless him ( pow )
send him up staight to heaven
smoking on woods pressure
ak47 bless him
[ outro ]
( “ back in this b*tch and you know it gang in this b*tch and we throwing the ones b*tch “ )

- bvbybaando lyrics

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