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dream team, pt. 2 - leeky g bando lyrics

[intro]
grrah*grrah*grrah*grrah*grrah*grrah
(dxnny, you made this?)
that structure, that swag (brrt the–)
g bando jordan, uh (d*mn, stryder got that hit for real)
g bando jordan
and we still dream teamin’, y’all n*ggas g leaguin’
can’t do a show if i can’t bring my fiend bean in

[verse 1]
why you keep sayin’ bro name, shorty? (like)
keep my deads out yo’ music
big bro be buggin’ and feenin’ to boom sh*t
he on the run, catchin’ hits, he exclusive
and why would you say, “structure k”, shorty? (like)
that sh*t was stupid
it don’t take nothin’ for bando to lose it
it don’t take nothin’ for jj to– (at all)
everybody get shots like they drinks all inclusive
hurtin’ the babies, that sh*t get abusive
[chorus]
and we still dream teamin’, y’all n*ggas g leaguin’
i got a mean sequence
we give bread to the shooters and feed demons
we playin’ team defense
if that car spin again, we gon’ dg it
if that car spin twice, we gon’, uh, look

[verse 2]
can’t do a show if i can’t bring my fiend bean in
if i start to lack, i know he schemin’
hit a b*tch from the back, i know she creamin’
turn around, on her face she recieve s*m*n
smokin’ swindle, i swear i be chief keefin’
(smokin’ swindle, i swear i be chief keefin’)
free all the bros, can’t get used to this
every g*lock came with a ruler clip
he say he got scores, oh, let’s do it then
and i started that shoot at your shooter sh*t
sh*t gettin’ lit, i ain’t new to this
pick my favorite ‘ooter to maneuver with
sh*t gettin’ lit, i ain’t new to this
and i started that shoot at your shooter sh*t
you must think this sh*t a game, shorty, like, you know what we do
i’m a n*gga that got range, shorty, like, i know what to do
you must not heard i got aim, shorty, like, i know what i’m doin’
n*ggas be lettin’ off shots, don’t be catchin’ no hits
they just shootin’ to say that they shootin’, you ain’t no shooter (at all)
before all the smoke i was totin’ a ruger
before all the fame it was transit or uber
before i had chains i was plottin’ on cuban
better tuck that, like, don’t be stupid
diamonds be dancin’, my sh*t get groovy, uh, let’s get sh*t movin’
they talkin’ money, then get out the loop then, uh, n*ggas be useless
can’t line a opp, then get out the loop then, uh, b*tches be useless
diamonds be dancin’, my sh*t get groovy, like, let’s get sh*t movin’
[chorus]
and we still dream teamin’, y’all n*ggas g leaguin’
i got a mean sequence
we give bread to the shooters and feed demons
we playin’ team defense
if that car spin again, we gon’ dg it
if that car spin twice, we gon’, uh, look
(and we still dream teamin’, y’all n*ggas g leaguin’
i got a mean sequence
we give bread to the shooters and feed demons
we playin’ team defense
if that car spin again, we gon’ dg it
if that car spin twice, we gon’, uh, look)

- leeky g bando lyrics

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