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name rangin - k.a.m.m lyrics

before the drop i had my name rangin hopped up out the field
into a box and now i’m lane changing
i heard his mans singin
he singing like he chris he let that pen change em
no, i can’t make no diss you just see clips hangin
t3 pass me that assist now that’s a game changer
i see the snakes but they don’t hiss b*tch i’m in great danger
got n*ggas back*dooring they mans just for a lil paper
that boy he been hating
he said he done ran up ten show me some real paper
switch the plates then switch the ven b*tch i’ma risk taker
i can’t keep letting n*ggas in
i know they been fakin
i tried to play my part with friends but they be b*tch chasin
i like to get money roll a 3.5 of that gas that package too funky
i see you flexin all yo bucks that ain’t no new money
b*tch i like blue hunnids, buck a knot up in yo face ain’t takin sh*t from me
lil bro say he in the way he put that stick on him
now he feel some type of way but he not “rich homie”
he ain’t f*ckin with my vibe but now his b*tch on me
break her back then kick her out they call me big (??)
gelato in my lungs i know you smell it b*tch i done moved a ton be d*mn right i’ll sell it can’t leave without my gun i don’t think you get it i get caught i post bond if i don’t they can’t sell it
smoke one out the sun roof of this coup feel like belly
sis threw me a whole sending them p’s she gon mail it
task comin down the block two by two d*mn who telling?
tes hangin out the sun roof two glocks off his (??)
i don’t know who this car is i’ma flip him if he trailing
cuz got back out went back in that’s 2 felons
b*tch hopped in the car hop in the back, now she yelling
phone ringing off the hook i can’t look i’m still scaling
state to state i trap bringing in the racks
facetime when you call phone sh*t dead that sh*t tapped
mama said that i gotta lay in my bed can’t take naps
high speed with the laws im down grand use no map
bro ran outta fries slide down shreve need more caps
i ain’t tellin no lies on these tracks that’s straight facts
n*ggas telling these lies he ain’t outside that straight cap
ask him when his mans died, did he go slide
he sat back
but i’ma sit back and plot rolly on my watch i just bought a new glock run up top i ain’t gotta c*ck
slide down to the north make a couple calls
bring out chops, glocks, 223s, big ars, glocks got mops

- k a m m lyrics

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