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structure city - leeky g bando lyrics

[intro]
ayo, eli, what the f*ck?!
eli, what the f*ck, got another opp up in this blunt, uh
free the opps so we back on they ass, ain’t sh*t change
glah glah boom sh*t, uh, g bando jordan
look, look (luca on the track)

[verse 1]
this sh*t is pitiful, uh (pitful)
i ain’t with all the subliminals, like
a n*gga like me tryna visit you (what? i’m pulling up)
i ain’t into all the dissing you, uh (what?)
have them shooters pull up to ya interview, uh (glah, glah glah boom)
bullets start kissing you, lifting you (gllt, mwuah)
i’m moving wock off the lean (i’m moving wock off the what?)
she asking me ’bout céline (like)
i’m thinking, “shawty, what the f*ck got into you?” (what?)
she see these mike amiri jeans, uh (she see the mike amiri mike amiri)
and she see my sneakers louis v, uh (louis v, uh)
and she see the gle amg
said she wanna switch lanеs with the g, uh (what?)
switch lanes with the g
way bеfore the risk game and the big names, said this d*ck game all i need, uh (like)
shawty know what’s up with me, she be suckin’ d*ck, enjoy her company, uh
can’t no b*tches come for me, probably made her squirt up on her shh (probably made her squirt up on her balcony)
tryna put a seed on me, shawty really tryna get some clout from me, uh (shawty really tryna what?)
i know n*ggas doubting me, they gon’ have to k!ll me, ain’t no stopping me
we done smashed the city, it’s a robbery (look)
n*ggas see me and they run from me (that structure)
i think i didn’t even have my gun on me
it was in the car, you know it’s never far, like (grrt, bow bow bow bow)
[bridge]
so the city show us love, lot of hate, lot of fake thugs
lot of different shooters, lot of guns
lot of n*ggas have to shed blood
and my n*ggas had to shed blood
so my n*ggas got a different grudge
pull up on they block and send slugs
i ain’t stopping ’til i see blood

[verse 2]
shootin’ at whoever think it was
spinning, double backin’ just because
hanging out the roof, it ain’t no sun
start to making rain with this gun (glah glah glah)
they gon’ feel my pain when i’m done
b*tch that’s for the gang, 101 (b*tch that’s for the gang)
mally call my phone everyday, i just spoke to pop the other day
free my n*gga pop, he doing six
free mally, he fighting all that sh*t
free 9, free luv out the pen
they wanna indict us ’cause we lit
still ducking them indictments (what?)
investigations send them agencies (like)
yeah, them coppers tryna slave a g
locked my n*ggas up and throw away the key
hit the block, i got my thang on me
i ain’t worried ’bout a n*gga saving me (at all)
why the f*ck is he so an*gr*y? mothers told they kids to stay away from me (facts)
give [?] if you try to take from me, thirty clip so you can’t run away from me
why these n*ggas snitching, dropping names on me
pull up, sticks and drums and i ain’t making beats (at all)
pull up to your door like i’m uber eats, uh (skrrt)
gla give me [?] off that
structures pulling up, n*ggas know what’s up, you drop a diss i spin quicker than doordash
b*tch i’m the bad guy, uh (b*tch i’m the bad guy)
i’m a brooklyn n*gga, that’s a fact, uh
b*tch i’m a brooklyn n*gga, i’m a brooklyn n*gga
[outro]
b*tch i’m the bad guy
i’m from bedstuy brooklyn, uh look (swag)
we sn*tched the city and we shook it (that structure)
they had the cup but we took it, uh (facts)
throw up that shh, you ain’t pull it (shh, glah glah glah glah)
that’s how a n*gga catch a bullet (glah glah glah glah boom)

- leeky g bando lyrics

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