subconsciously - ak bandamont lyrics
[intro]
ak bandamont n*gga
i get bands a lot n*gga
you know that
[verse 1]
n*gga said he wanted brick wrap, i told him come wrap it
the drake hang with kickback, the sh*t outstanding
i just popped a couple yerks, and now i’m out the planet
n*gga said something sl!ck to me, now he about to vanish
the first shot gonna get your head tapped, i ain’t about to panic
my first thought “i’ll push your heads back, and they ain’t about to stand it”
subconsciously, leave the crib with a pole on me, no i did not plan it
subconsciously, my mind telling me things that i cannot fathom
i shot him up, his man done took off running, no we did not battle (skrr)
in a h*llcat, this b*tch grey, this is not phantom
i just took an axe, wrote his name in blood, but this is not **
i just whacked a n*gga, he might’ve been my blood, but i couldn’t stand him
bro caught a body and flew like 20 states, so thеy couldn’t jam him
was at my granny house, selling marilyn manson, had on a pair of ‘jamas
put the pills in this b*tch coochiе, made her panoramic
this b*tch a freak, i use her for the road, this n*gga ate her hairy
with his b*tch ass, scary larry
white b*tch, i made her do a roar, sound like katy perry
i might call this one, get very scary
cause every time them n*ggas leave the crib, they get brains buried, it’s coming soon
i’m in a party woke up tripping, i don’t know who to shoot
we*a, spend em all n*ggas end up missing, that’s any one of you
when i, hit them all b*tches be all on my d*ck, but she a buggie boo
she*a p*ssed me off, just know i hit them all and i’m just f*cking you
now she done like “who dat?” i said don’t worry cause he ain’t f*ck you
i was in the traps and the beat trying to stack ms to get the w
they tried to tax, pay all my tax, i got 2 cats i’m out the w
i got 2 packs like lunchibles, backpacks with a bust tool
caught him dangling at the party, dead bust fool
i mike vick your ass about a dog, i got a bunch of food
this one n*gga acting like the law, i might bust you
i’ll blow your brains away before i trust you
this one b*tch kitty kinda stank, i wouldn’t f*ck you
i’ll sell your granny meth and i’ll drug you
i probably sold your granny meth and probably drugged you
i wish that b*tch would’ve od’d in the club too
the f*ck i look like buying a pint and pulling up ***
i just bought a pound, i’m about to blow this b*tch tonight, i’m rolling up zooted
i’m stupid high came to the crib in this rolling up doobies
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i got the suit and tie but i’m out f*cking up banks, i should teach students
every drill i ever been on, n*ggas died, i think i should teach shooting
i’m tryna show my little cousins how to be ***
the see their mans get shot they knew brodie was dead, he shouldn’t be drooling
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