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stacks, bands, and basically a lot of money (lvssvndvr vip) - yvng sqviggvs lyrics

[hook: lvssvndvr]
ayo, it’s stacks, bands, and basically a lot of money
i be on my bee sh*t, gettin all this f*ckin honey
got that new haircut, like i’m really f*ckin sonny
spent like 3 bands, that’s a motherf*ckin waste of money
stacks, bands, and basically a lot of money
i be on my bee sh*t, gettin all this f*ckin honey
got that new haircut, like i’m really f*ckin sonny
spent like 3 bands, that’s a motherf*ckin waste of money

[verse 1: lvssvndvr]
homie why you trynna f*ck with me, cause you are a f*cking b*tch
got that new flow, changing sides like a f*cking snitch
bought a new whip, crashed that sh*t in the f*cking ditch
got a knife in my side, call that a f*cking switch
i don’t really care what these other rappers say to me
if they a f*ckin threat then i’ll pull up with a blade on me
stab em once, twice, three times in the f*ckin chest
pull up to your funeral, watch ‘em lay you down to rest

[bridge: lvssvndvr]
i’m so f*cking sick, yuh!

[hook: lvssvndvr]
stacks, bands, and basically a lot of money
i be on my bee sh*t, gettin all this f*ckin honey
got that new haircut, like i’m really f*ckin sonny
spent like 3 bands, that’s a motherf*ckin waste of money
stacks, bands, and basically a lot of money
i be on my bee sh*t, gettin all this f*ckin honey
got that new haircut, like i’m really f*ckin sonny
spent like 3 bands, that’s a motherf*ckin waste of money
[verse 2: lvssvndvr]
listen, i’m so f*cking sick of the sh*t that you say
talk sh*t, get hit, pull up, then drive away
i don’t need a hitman, i do this myself
get my hands f*ckin dirty sending you straight to h*ll
had to amplify my k!lls, call that multiplier
i don’t need a f*ckin intro, i’m not markiplier
when i pull up to your place, stab you with a pair of pliers
then i go back home, kick my feet up, and retire
what about the president?
what about the precedent?
what about everything that came to be in this sh*t
i keep strapped with akimbo, chilling with my demons
call me doom marine, cause my anger is steamin
send you down, underworld, call that a one way
b*tch, i ain’t religious, not in church on a sunday
this is not a trick room, this ain’t f*ckin foul play
knock you out, then feed on your body like it’s gourmet

[outro: lvssvndvr]
yuh!

- yvng sqviggvs lyrics

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