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dope bully - ak bandamont lyrics

[verse]
i live a fast life, i gotta go chase it
my fiend need a gram of dope, i gotta go make it
trap life, i’ll probably make a band off a whole eighthy
cross that line, i’ll blow you where you stand, that ain’t no maybe
was breathin’ in pill deaths at a young age, i’m a coke baby, no cap
and i can tell you all about it, i’m a dope baby
my dog just hit a brick and knocked it out like he joe frazier
i made a k!lling off purp orange, i’m a gold laker
i dropped a bag on a lil’ b*tch, she got a gold taser
you probably goin’ to sell blood, you ain’t got no paper
b*tch n*gga, i’ll take your hood down, i’m a whole anchor
can teach you how to cook a brick, i’m a home trainer
you better watch the way you speak on gang, that’s the wrong danger
your dog be talkin’ to the cops like he a whole ranger
i just gripped a b*tch up by her throat like she a whole hanger
i’m on the road, not by myself, i got four bangers
i’m on the road, not by myself, i got four with me
i just copped a pint and dropped a [?], so i got four with me
i told girly i got a route out west, you wanna go with me?
i made a k!lling steppin’ dog so the floor with me
i just robbed a n*gga with two guns and they both glizzies
then i sent a hundred shots out east, sh*t made a ‘bow frenzy
i just tied two rolls up and they both fifty
what you want, the chopper or the glock? ’cause they both with me
i’m finna go to puerto rico with a boat with me
i might buy some random sh*t, i got a loaf with me
and i done really blew at n*ggas ain’t a joke to me
i be hearin’ voices in my head, it’s a ghost to me
you don’t know about lockin’ it up, i’m a dope bully
i was tryna make it stretch, then it spoke to me
i was hittin’ her from the back, then she spoke to me
she said she got her friend who tryna f*ck, bring ’em both to me
[chorus]
i got two fiends goin’ on eighty and they both usin’
dog food, once they cut it out, but they both do it
i just told lil’ bro to buy him a crib, i am not schoolin’
why you in your songs sayin’ some sh*t that you is not doin’?
i got two fiends goin’ on eighty and they both usin’
dog food, once they cut it out, but they both do it
i just told lil’ bro to buy him a crib, i am not schoolin’
why you in your songs sayin’ some sh*t that you is not doin’?

- ak bandamont lyrics

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