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great lake ruler - bandgang javar lyrics

[verse 1: bandgang javar]
i got eighty at the crib, twenty somethin’ from rapid
the rest leftover sh*t from back when i was scammin’
n*gga say he made more than me, he was cappin’
blew a quarter m before the feds got me, i was jackin’
n*ggas on ho sh*t
your favorite rapper in his feelings ’bout his old b*tch
you take hoes to miami, get they ass fixed
i send hoes with ids on roadtrips
dog done told his b*tch my money fake
i paid her rent last month, so she know it ain’t
if it’s a problem, say it to my face
that’s what real n*ggas do, you probably can’t relate
you should see the look your b*tch give me
i could’ve been got the neck, but my b*tch stingy
must be why your soft ass tryna sneak diss me
the most you gon’ do is watch me pull up and grimee

[chorus: mimi woods]
if you wanna learn to hustle
pay attention and i’ll show you
come f*ck with the great lake ruler
when you up, these b*tches love you
they’ll do anything for you
for the moment up, they bringin’ back that chicken to us
[verse 2: bandgang javar]
for the cd, i should charge two fifty
it’s practically the ham book on how to swipe giffies
for a thousand, you can have a sitdown with me
quit dm’in’ me with questions, i am not friendly
i pull up in your city
hope you don’t mind i brought some hoes with me
they gon’ hit your local kroger, swipe all fifties
they ain’t gon’ leave the self*scan until that b*tch empty
go join the circus, everybody in your clique jokes
ain’t n0body in my clique broke
been done broke your sh*t for talkin’ sl!ck, though
better buy some weed or somethin’ if you want smoke
n*ggas keep askin’ where the cd?
i got n*ggas beggin’ me to send ’em ot
like an ebt, if i don’t come, the hood don’t eat
labels bullsh*ttin’ anyway, f*ck an ep

[chorus: mimi woods]
if you wanna learn to hustle
pay attention and i’ll show you
come f*ck with the great lake ruler
when you up, these b*tches love you
they’ll do anything for you
for the moment up, they bringin’ back that chicken to us
[post*chorus: mimi woods]
you ain’t never runnin’ to no n*ggas like us
f*ckin’ with them drugs dealers and them swipers
if n*ggas got a problem, my shooters gon’ bust
you run the city, n*ggas know what’s up with us

- bandgang javar lyrics

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