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did it all - gudda tezz lyrics

[verse 1: ak bandamont]
i made a k!lling off that drank, i got purp money
you say you’re tryna change your life, come get a verse from me
i just cut in this b*tch, like come and work for me
i got tired of cuttin’ up the cut, that sh*t the worst money
lets have a [?], lil gang, you could learn from me
lil dog keep barking like he rich, he ain’t worth nothin’
i just got a half a slab of clean dope, you on the [?], touch it
i finna hit the bank, i’ll show the dub and now the clerk rushin’
aha, yeah, i mean the clerk russian
i just got a lil uzi, but it ain’t vert, it got a verse for me
i told this b*tch, “if you really love me then get a perc for me”
i just threw a [?] on a [?] and it got a twerk b*tton

[verse 2: gudda tezz]
customized the glock, f*ck a hair, this a burst b*tton
hit him in his head, it’s puffing out like a burnt m*ffin
shorty with the sh*ts, she let off shots, i think she’s dirk cousin
pop out with structure, looks pro but ain’t rehe*rs* nothin’
she said she wanna f*ck me off the drugs, i threw a perc on her
this b*tch suck me like a pro, she super*slurped on ’em
burnt a red bible at this b*tch crib to get the curse off her
you want me to quit trapping? come buy the rest of this work of me

[verse 3: ak bandamont]
i can’t think, b*tch [?], i ain’t the best talker
you boys ain’t come across them [?] like you a [?]
i just stepped on a plug’s neck and i ain’t mad, i f*cked his step*daughter
then i called my n*gga tezz, “lets go to ben baller”
i see why these n*ggas mad ’cause they ain’t got a lane
you like, “ak you done made 500 why you ain’t gotta chain?”
cause i’d rather go get a bunch of ‘caine and make a bunch of plays
i done blew a hundred the last two months and got a bunch of k’s
i just ran through a n*gga trap, and took the door off it
i [?] the union up, [?]
forgot i had an eighty stash in the trap, i took the floor off it
this n*gga asked about my trap phone, it was a [?]
[verse 4: gudda tezz]
forgot i dropped two 30’s in that drank, i hear the lord talkin’
collab’d our minds together, as a gang we the forefathers
if i can’t hit him from a range, do a walk up
like back in school, but it’s not really the same, you’re getting chalked up
speaking under your breath, what you saying? n*gga talk up
my day one n*ggas set the play and failed, we went and bought guns
got tired of setting the play and robbing n*ggas and went and bought plugs
me and gang and ’em the reason the whole city runnin’ out of drugs
and i don’t pay no b*tch to f*ck, but i done bought her walls
i done slam in perc in this b*tch ocean, that’s a cannonball
the himalayasian punch up sights and do asian fraud
b*tch i’m f*cking up that chicken, take the cajun off
cause i don’t want my sh*t cut, you gotta shake it all
i add the work and sh*t myself and then shake it all
these n*ggas gimmick, can’t do the sh*t themselves, they gotta base it off
coerce a rich n*gga out his sh*t bro, take them races off
“yeah bro i like your shoes* n*gga take ’em off!

[verse 5: ak bandamont]

i done kind of changed the way i moved and now it’s paying off
make a dud and spent half on all drugs, you can’t save it all

- gudda tezz lyrics

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