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cocaine attic - ak bandamont lyrics

[intro]
yeah
yeah
ak bandamont, n*gga
i get bands a lot, n*gga, you know that
(i was just playin’, i was just playin’, man, you feel me?)

[verse]
i remember i was f*cked up and asked for fronts, but then it ain’t happen
then i found a plug across the borderline and now we state trappin’
ha, yeah, and now we state trappin’
pull up on an opp block with a big chop because they stay lackin’
i’m in the party with molly and laced pills and i got eight gadgets
the reason it’s a drought, i’m cleanin’ pure soft, we got k slappin’
we’d whack a n*gga and clear the chalk and say it ain’t happen
my b*tch mad, i told her take a walk and i spent the day trappin’
ha, yeah, i spent the day trappin’
my free sellers critter go buy dope, he a cocaine addict
i remember stashin’ bags in mama crib in the cocaine attic
i brought them choppers out, let’s see who take apart the k fastest
yeah, let’s see who chop the k quicker
girly different with eight lines of wockhardt purp’ ’cause she don’t drink liquor
she’d set you up, take everything inside your crib ’cause she a fake stripper
i called her everything she know, i love girly, i got a thing with her
i gotta be cautious sittin’ ’round my fiends, they got a ‘caine temper
ha, yeah, they got a ‘caine temper
dog threw me the ball the last two seconds for the game winner
why you trickin’ on b*tches spendin’ them thousands but then you ain’t hit her?
ha, he sick you ain’t hit her
i’ve been on the road since 8 last night and i ain’t ate dinner
i can never put my trust into you hoes ’cause i’m an ape, n*gga
i’m headed to az with me and ls a different plate, n*gga
i’ll firebomb your crib, do it again, you wanna skate, n*gga?
lil’ dog was in my ear sayin’ dumb sh*t, now i hate listenin’
i just took a n*gga watch soon as he bought it and now he hate glistenin’
chopper make him ice skate, i caught him on them skates slippin’
i was tryna slow down on drank, but i keep sippin’
we hear a n*gga rattin’, i turn to snake, i bet you we k!ll him
i be robbin’ robbers, f*ckin’ up banks, i’m a street villain
my critter call me up, he got red noses, he got three of ’em
these streets hot, been droppin’ sh*t all winter so we got three summers
got bricks stashed in the toilet, it’s two of ’em, so i need three plungers
she made me mad, got stuck, i used my head ’cause it was deep under
the opps mad, can’t make a facebook status when you sleep under
i was on the road trappin’ through storms ’til i seen thunder
that b*tch answer my line on instagram, i gave her three numbers
my dog was off the percs runnin’ from 12, hit thirteen bumpers
i’ll throw this rap away to f*ck with trap ’cause it seem funner
i hit you to get you a pot and made a fifty off experiments
she tryna hit the road, come f*ck with me, you might experience it
i can treasure chest molly in less than ten, i’ma get ignorant
why you in your songs talkin’ ’bout crack but you ain’t livin’ it?
ha

- ak bandamont lyrics

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