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ghosts & demons - superstar bandman lyrics

[intro: superstar bandman as billie d, superstar bandman]
“aye n-gg-!”
“n-gg- she dead n-gg-, she dead!”
“n-gg- what you telling me for n-gg-! you the one that told me to put her down and i did that n-gg-! i don’t wanna hear none of that!”
“bro we gotta get her up outta here dawg.”
“naw n-gg- we gotta keep recording!”
“bro put that down bro.”
“i ain’t putting this down n-gg-!”
“n-gg- you drunk you shot baby girl dawg!”
“n-gg- get out face! move n-gg-!”

[verse 1: bandman]
n-gg- can’t keep my cool so i keep the heat
feel some type of way when i be sipping on this hennessy
know it cause fatalities and it’s gone finish me
list of things that i regret is longer than a sentence be
never thought i’d turn to this when i was dropping casper
pages filled with songs then life went left now this a different chapter
engineering different alcohols my cup is mixed and mastered
it’s a sample we some record labels who gone clear it faster
gotta drug test them still don’t know what yall be on
in his girl the way i beat her up they think i’m holly holmes
told me where you live at she just text me like he probably home
blasting bullets coming out the barrel like they donkey kong
you can’t pay me to believe this girly really love me
was crashing when they tested me but never been no dummy
collecting debts i feel like she just wanna take my money
i bet she would ice a brother if a n-gg- feeling sunny
they won’t lift me up that’s why i always carry myself
dead n-gg-s with me gotta go and bury my wealth
feel like allen run through money i ain’t bury myself
they say i’m changing saying bandman bro you barely yourself
i shot out a sh-ll of my old self why you want the casing
save your love rather drown in diamonds make me feel like jason
producing tracks it’s like a blunt they know im just blazing
won’t get paid in full in school with all the tests that im acing
brace yourself n-gg-s know that they ain’t on my bracket
cold hearted if my money fall then i gotta jack it
name hold weight it’s heavy in the mud yeah that’s why they drag it
break up she eat through your dead friends bro you gotta maggot
bandman medicine for rap yeah these n-gg-s need a dose
took too long i cut ties from the sandbox man i cut it close
and they of sick all the dirty money that i had to gross
they dead to me faking i know ain’t no truth in no ghost

[interlude: superstar bandman as bilile d, superstar bandman]
“n-gg- you drunk!”
“watch out bro! watch out n-gg-. quit tryna come at me like you perfect or something boy. everybody know the real you.”
“n-gg- chill out! you don’t know me n-gg-!”
“n-gg- i know you more than anybody else do. better than them n-gg-s you be running with. you just like me!”
“boy what, not at all boy we cut from a different cloth.”
“we is the same n-gg- quit talking like we not n-gg-. you just a worst version of me.”

[verse 2: billie d]
i won’t hesitate to get a n-gg- off this earth
money on my head and n-gg-s still do not know what i’m worth
more cut then a c section cause all the trappers that i birthed
i’m selling paink!llers cause i see these n-gg-s pockets hurt
getting rich my money coming faster than a maserati
clip so big i take more shots than kobe and the paparazzi
0 dollars what this hollow cost i’m bouta drop a n-z-
every single opp is like a beat you know i gotta body
was fighting demons before n-gg-s had to envy me
cause of the trophies robbing n-gg-s for they mvp
like i’m steve nash won’t p-ss this up cause this my destiny
for me to get rich like i’m alpo make you rest in peace
n-gg- once we k!ll the beef we wrap it in some foil
cook that boy with fire use that gas cause that’s the cooking oil
then i bag his girl because the tea is that his bae not loyal
had to plant my seeds i treat her coochie like it was some soil
told my worker get back on that corner but he no deion
you put that ring up on her still she gave up your feline
she loyal but gave me a private show like she know ti
no black and white my gun a shade of grey so just live your life
i got 12 left i had lost them in the race
you going back and forth with me but still can’t keep up at my pace
ain’t leaving earth for famous people tell them stars to gimme sp-ce
you want the fame i’m banking on that’s what you n-gg-s really chase
i set the bar cause i’m the one that’s rapping
boy my pistols get to clapping for you n-gg-s that be capping
now i’m yapping to his peoples tryna figure out what happened
laughing knowing that i whacked him lacking talking like he packing
trapping while these n-gg-s napping jenga when they get to stacking
tapping thotties like i’m asking them a question bout some action
cracking ratchets like i broke my strap and jacking you for what you racking
p-ssion p-ssing n-gg-s slacking no hands my trap really slapping

[outro: superstar bandman as billie d, superstar bandman]
“n-gg- gimme that!”
“watch out n-gg- move! move n-gg-!”
“bro watch out! you supposed to be mixing the last one bro quit playing!”
“n-gg- i’ll get to it when i get to it!”
“bro why is you drinking so much!?”

- superstar bandman lyrics

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