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bond money - damjonboi lyrics

[intro]
(damjonboi)

[verse 1: kasher quon]
n*ggas broke and they lame, and that’s real facts (lame)
that’s wockhardt, you ain’t sipping on real act’ (boy)
always sayin’ you gon’ k!ll, n*gga, k!ll that (chill)
three*five in the ‘wood, this some real thrax (fire)
them empty boxes, you ain’t eating off real jacks (burger)
before scams, i was in the trap with blow packs (bye)
i ain’t talking ’bout a picture, that’s a throwback (throwback)
y’all don’t really know me, y’all just know raps (mafia)

[verse 2: fmb jocahvelly]
nah, i can get a n*gga wrapped, n*gga, that’s real rap
i hit a n*gga with that strap and make him feel that
i got a line out of town i send them pills at
fightin’ a fed case, out on bond, b*tch, i’m still strapped
this sh*t fire, hit it twice or it’s gon’ k!ll, jack
i paid sixty for them grams, n*gga, i still tax
we made a million out the o, n*gga, that’s real facts
just took a ninety kit, n*gga can’t get no pills back
told joc let’s do it right or the fed list
that mean if sh*t don’t go as planned, somebody dead, then

[verse 3: damjonboi]
they took the acty, so we buyin’ all the red, then (that’s it)
i was born in this sh*t, i ain’t get plans, then
n*ggas talkin’ like we hidin’, b*tch, let’s get it poppin’ (b*tch)
when blood pass them chopsticks, we ain’t at benihanas
why keep talkin’ ’bout some sh*t if you ain’t showing nothing?
ain’t gon’ see n*ggas around me ‘less they blowing something
i can’t complain about sh*t, ’cause i just came from nothing (i swear)
set this b*tch on fire, end of discussion
they say i’m taxin’ for a beat, but it’s the real price (dumbass)
kissin’ that b*tch in the mouth, you n*ggas real trife (ayy)
[verse 4: fmb zay]
i’ll get a n*gga sn*tched, i ain’t no real rapper (nah)
yeah, i be hittin’ her from the back, ’cause she my pill catcher (yeah)
lil’ baby cold with the head, she a soul sn*tcher (yop)
you don’t want n0body dead, boy, you a whole actor (a capper)
just put a hundred on the ar, that ain’t no capping (nah)
get a n*gga blocked off in traffic for them good captions (f*ck it)
just gave a tester to your custies, say my blow better (yeah)
run up on us, we gon’ bust, these n*ggas know better
i be cookin’ in the kitchen, titi like the smell (yeah)
your b*tch, she put her trust in me, she like my clientelle (yeah)
my n*ggas do the most for me, them boys’ll jump and k!ll
it’s off the love, on go for me, i ain’t gotta bust a bill

[outro: damjonboi]
i swear to god, n*gga
b*tch, ayy, turn up
these n*ggas not f*ckin’ with us, blood
sb, n*gga
i swear to god, n*gga
you already know what we playin’
trey trey, pass the stick, n*gga
f*ck these n*ggas talkin’ ’bout, n*gga?
we been doin’ this sh*t, n*gga (we still gettin’ this sh*t)
motherf*ckin’ legends, n*gga
man, motherf*ckin’ lords, n*gga, free squad, free gang, n*gga (you know what i’m talkin’ ’bout, n*gga, p*ssy)

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