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bandz gone - zee6 lyrics

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[intro: sethical]
you thought you was dippin’ and dodgin’ on these credit card payments?
b*tch, yes
hand off some f*ckin’ cash
i paid y’all 17 cent
what you thought we wasn’t gonna come back for the bread
(guala)

[verse 1: gualagabe]
[?], now your bands gone
223s, hit yo man’s home
i’m that n*gga with your b*tch on (co*op)
[?] hop out a window
how this dude not even limbo
givin’ that n*gga the info
you f*ck n*gga, [?]
i get the racks but a 10*4 (ten)
i pour the two, that’s my timbo (timb)
i see your racks and they lit too (lit)
jump into your b*tch in slow*mo (woah)
i get the racks but a 10*4 (ten)
i pour the two, that’s my timbo (yeah, timb)
i see your racks and they lit too (yeah, lit)
jump into your b*tch in slow*mo (yeah, evil)

[verse 2: zee6]
i get the guns on by (novagang, b*tch)
n*gga, they shootin’ like columbine
i scammed a n*gga like wifi
p*ssy n*gga tryna jugg [?]
f*ck with my n*ggas, [?]
got [?], bullets fly
oh, lil n*gga, what you know, die
just had a little life of minе
n*ggas be clubbin’, nothing be goin’ in
i keep the cannon, why you keep thе uzi (uzi)
now we gang groupies, free all my [?]
those lil f*ck n*ggas, b*tches ain’t know me (know me)
[?] growin’ (growin’)
[?], yo b*tch get me droolin’ (droolin’)
better than a life of a n*gga they seein’ (see)
[?] ‘cause they ain’t even explodin’ (yeah, yeah)
i keep the bands, makin’ these bands gone like this (makin’ these bands gone like this)
no holster but i keep that glock on my hip (keep that glock on my hip)
turn that xd to some whole white guy, r.i.p (yeah)
i turn these n*ggas into pack when i diss (yeah)
i keep the bands, makin’ these bands gone like this
no holster but i keep that glock on my hip
turn that xd to some whole white guy, r.i.p (yeah)
i turn these n*ggas into pack when i diss (yeah)
[outro: gualagabe]
[?], now your bands gone
223s, hit yo man’s home
i’m that n*gga with your b*tch on
[?] hop out a window
how this dude not even limbo
givin’ that n*gga the info
you f*ck n*gga, [?] (guala)
i get the racks but a 10*4 (ten)
i pour the two, that’s my timbo (timb)
i see your racks and they lit too (lit)
jump into your b*tch in slow*mo (woah)
i get the racks but a 10*4 (ten)
i pour the two, that’s my timbo (yeah, timb)
i see your racks and they lit too (yeah, lit)
jump into your b*tch in slow*mo (yeah)

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