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shooting stance - zaybang & ebk jaaybo lyrics

[intro: zaybang]
huh?
i might pull up with this glock and shoot with double hands
and she could be a side b*tch if she got a man
so how is n*ggas tryna ball if you ain’t got a plan?
and how is n*ggas talkin’ hot and he ain’t— n*gga
(doe boy, how you made this?)
(baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)
n*ggas ain’t f*ckin’ with me
ayy, look

[chorus: zaybang]
i might pull up with this glock and shoot with double hands
and she could be a side b*tch if she got a man
so how is n*ggas tryna ball if you ain’t got a plan?
and how is n*ggas talkin’ hot and he ain’t got a fan?
i might just pay for some drip with these loose bands
nerd n*ggas takin’ pictures in a shooting stance
i seen him fall out with his brother over two bands
i told ’em all i want is money, f*ck a new friend

[verse 1: zaybang]
scr*pin’ bands off the floor, i bought a new ‘vette
i’m finna drop another tape, i need a new check
my brother got an eight of wock’ and some new tech
they turnеd that little gucci sweater to a crеwneck
n*gga, might just watch the game from the floor seats
and i ain’t never kept a b*tch who got slow feet
hey, hey, let the chopper breathe like a slow beat
ayy, hit her from the back off a slow beat
ayy, i heard that motherf*cker jammed, that’s a ghost glock
you in the way around this b*tch, you like a showstop
this n*gga rappin’ like he sick and he for sure not
and free my brother out that slam, he with the door pop
look, bought another rollie, this my third one
ain’t sharin’ pistols ’round this b*tch, we got our own guns
i heard another sucker dead, he need a gofund
i pray the next time i catch ’em, n*ggas don’t run
[chorus: zaybang]
i might pull up with this glock and shoot with double hands
and she could be a side b*tch if she got a man
so how is n*ggas tryna ball if you ain’t got a plan?
and how is n*ggas talkin’ hot and he ain’t got a fan?
i might just pay for some drip with these loose bands
nerd n*ggas takin’ pictures in a shooting stance
i seen him fall out with his brother over two bands
i told him ’em i want is money, f*ck a new friend

[verse 2: ebk jaaybo]
thirty*three shots in a fully, out in san fran, we’re bangin’ in it
gotta watch this n*gga closely, we homies, but i’ll spank a friend
i hope your pistol one up top, always be prepared to do your dance
somewhere outta state doin’ a show and still could get him slammed
i think i’m mentally unstable
my opp ain’t got no legs, i told him come and slide, he wasn’t able
don’t do the fish fights, gon’ up it out the crowd before i fade you
if you a broke b*tch that never get a bag, then i hate you
f*ck with opps, he get spanked too
i ain’t picky with this funk sh*t
don’t want no kisses or no relationship goals, i want a ho b*tch
i like five*sevens, i like fullys too, and i like four*nicks
bomfortable when i’m outside, them n*ggas don’t spin
a fat n*gga that do chasedowns
been playin’ with them fully things too much, i swapped the 40 sh*lls for k rounds
that n*gga touch a hair on pig, we bringin’ dracs out
turn up that one block, then shut the 8 down
yeah, jaay
[chorus: zaybang]
i might pull up with this glock and shoot with double hands
and she could be a side b*tch if she got a man
so how is n*ggas tryna ball if you ain’t got a plan?
and how is n*ggas talkin’ hot and he ain’t got a fan?
i might just pay for some drip with these loose bands
nerd n*ggas takin’ pictures in a shooting stance
i seen him fall out with his brother over two bands
i told him ’em i want is money, f*ck a new friend

- zaybang ebk jaaybo lyrics

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