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call the reverend - ak bandamont lyrics

[intro]
(jaylap, talk to ’em)
yeah, ak bandamont, n*gga
yeah

[verse]
girly said she want the bag without a tester
i was on my way up to the ten like i’m a freshman
oh, you say you want a script? come get a lecture
i was a lil’ n*gga breakin’ down birds without a feather
i just threw a ball deep in the field, who finna catch it?
this n*gga talkin’ ’bout spinnin’ the block and we ain’t let him
he in lucky i didn’t send a hundred*rounder and i ain’t bless him
before i hit the block and post up shop, i gotta bless it
b*tch, i’m in the party cuttin’ up dope and got a weapon
your dog was beatin’ on his b*tch and got arrested
oh, you said you wanna hit the road? i got a present
lil’ doggy lost his lifе his first cell ’cause he ain’t dеstined
my dog threw me the bag for half the price, i call it destined
i just k!lled a n*gga at the church, call the reverend
put a 30 in my glock, it let off shots, it’s not stephen (ooh)
i just sent a n*gga to h*ll, it’s not heaven
wake up in the morning, hit a slab, it’s not breakfast
i just made a b*tch swallow all my kids, she’s so reckless
i put it in her jaw and let it sit, she’s so special
i cannot show girly where i trap, she’s so extra
n*gga, when i’m passin’ out that fent’, i want extra
i mean, when i’m passin’ out that pure, it might hit better
b*tch, i’m really a jack boy, i hit l!cks better
i threw this b*tch away to f*ck her friend, she suck d*ck better
ha, yeah, she a d*ck sucker
i remember goin’ to school steppin’ on opps for my big brother
my dog’ll firebomb your crib, i got a lit brother
your dog’d let a n*gga take his sh*t, you got a b*tch brother
i caught him in that field and took his bag, that’s a big fumble
that b*tch get paid to suck d*ck, she got a lip hustle
my dog just robbed an undercover cop, now he in big trouble
now sh*t f*cked up, they sat him down and took pics of him
i just f*cked this bad b*tch, she took a pic’ of me
she stuck her tongue out, it got it pierced, she wanna l!ck somethin’
i just got a new fn, i wanna flip somethin’
i’m mad as h*ll i sent a hundred shots but i ain’t hit nothin’
lil’ dog be tellin’ stories in his raps, but he ain’t did nothin’
i just caught another body, i gotta dig somethin’
and i’ll firebomb your trap, now the crib jumpin’
my dog’ll low*key catch another body on every crip sunday

- ak bandamont lyrics

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