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screenshot warrior - kiah bandz lyrics

[hook]
you keep postin’ bring a bank, but can’t show no bands
talkin’ bout his 40s on the floor, well let me see it then
and not no blurry screenshot you stole from instagram
n*ggas broke with no cheese, so i call ‘em hams

[verse]
main n*ggas who used to talk that sh*t, turned to my biggest fans
askin’ how i got all this chili, now they wanna learn to scam
99 plus dms, that’s 99 instagrams
that’s 99 n*ggas in my phone sayin’, “teach me how to scam”
better ask sino if she know, ‘cause kiah, she don’t give a d*mn
she just want that motherf*ckin’ bag, but you don’t understand
i’ma keep smokin’ all the gas while you keep smokin’ bland
keep talkin’ out that ass, but i don’t give a d*mn
you can only hate me so much, till i’m not listenin’
long as i got this lil’ bag, i’m chillin’, fam
he postin’ buyer ain’t there when he need him, is what i don’t understand
he shouldn’t need n0body, n*gga, i thought you f*ckin’ scammed?
n*ggas out herе cryin’ out for help, do they need a lend?
aftеr postin’ all that counterfeit on instagram, scammin’ off of everybody, find a different trend
n*gga think he foolin’ me, i am not these b*tches
some n*ggas keep gold glocks, but we keepin’ switches
n*gga come around, get sticky hand, and leave that finger missin’
we are farmers, the way i raise the chicken
i see you kissin’ on that b*tch, you are not pimpin’
n*ggas bandwagons, ugh, do whatever trendin’
you tried to trap, rap, and scam, even fake pimpin’
n*gga, all in 8 months, nah, that sh*t ridiculous
n*ggas cop whatever i do, n*gga be yourself
n*ggas is my son, n*gga, bring me my belt
i had lose sleep, at times i had no one else
it’d be me vs. me, you n*ggas up a competition
amiri on the jeans, thousand for the ripin
you n*ggas was in sports, i was hittin’ fences
you n*ggas scary takin’ risks, why you n*ggas bums?
just add 2 hunnids on top a stack of 1s
n*ggas takin’ selfies with a hundred on top of a stack of 1s
or a 20 on top, n*gga i see the bum
he keep postin’ bring a bank, but i don’t see no chicken
you n*ggas not really outside, ain’t really doin’ missions
these n*ggas owl, sippin’ lean, yeah, fake perscription
and this n*gga keep postin’ “sub”, this n*gga keep on b*tchin’
and next time you want some clout, leave me out yo’ mentions
i got a meth bag, get yo’ baby mama house evicted
[hook]
keep postin’ bring a bank, but can’t show no bands
talkin’ bout his 40s on the floor, well let me see it then
and not no blurry screenshot you stole from instagram
n*ggas broke with no cheese, so i call ‘em hams

- kiah bandz lyrics

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