lirik lagu bamad – cosantana
[chorus]
bands will make her dance (yeah)
see my face that lil’ n*gga ran (yeah)
finna open ya, three*point extensions (yeah)
glock nine and this b*tch can’t jam (yeah)
she just told me she bringing her friends (friends)
they don’t get down with no hands (hands)
boy, i pray he don’t run up (up)
shoot at him then we shoot his mans
i don’t f*ck with you rap n*ggas, if it came to it i’d k!ll your fans (i’d k!ll your fans)
i don’t give a f*ck about yo’ gang
boy don’t throw it up n*gga f*ck yo’ clan (n*gga f*ck yo’ clan)
since a young n*gga i was told, i would be that n*gga i would be the man
you got caught by 12 n*gga and you told?
lil’ n*gga you’d rather check in at the jail, yeah (jail yeah, and you told)
[verse]
i been smokin’ gas pack, this that paraphernalia (paraphernalia)
told my mama that i got her, i would never fail ya (never fail ya)
heard he tried to slide inside but that n*gga failed, yeah (but he failed, yeah)
everything i f*ckin’ spit they like, “co’, we felt ya” (co’, we feel ya)
she said that her heart on cold, baby i can’t melt ya, woah (i can’t melt ya, woah)
yeah, ride down in that* (ride down in that)
yeah, ride down in that big b*tch (ride down in that big b*tch)
uh, 556 a* (556 a*), yeah, 556 a big b*tch (556 a big b*tch)
i don’t really try to do none, i was just really tryna get rich (get)
yeah, please don’t f*ck up what i got growing, n*gga you can get hit
yeah, young n*gga finna (young n*gga finna)
yeah, slide down on a ripstik (slide down on a ripstik)
yeah, she said she wanna suck it (she said she wanna suck it)
yeah, got her takin’ off her lipstick (got her takin’ off her lipstick)
yeah, n*gga we been in the field, i’ma send a blitz [?]
yeah, hop out and drag, hop out, kick sh*t (yeah)
[chorus]
bands will make her dance (yeah)
see my face that lil’ n*gga ran (yeah)
finna open ya, three*point extensions (yeah)
glock nine and this b*tch can’t jam (yeah)
she just told me she bringing her friends (friends)
they don’t get down with no hands (hands)
boy, i pray he don’t run up (up)
shoot at him then we shoot his mans
i don’t f*ck with you rap n*ggas, if it came to it i’d k!ll your fans (i’d k!ll your fans)
i don’t give a f*ck about yo’ gang
boy don’t throw it up n*gga f*ck yo’ clan (n*gga f*ck yo’ clan)
since a young n*gga i was told, i would be that n*gga i would be the man
you got caught by 12 n*gga and you told?
lil’ n*gga you’d rather check in at the jail, yeah (jail yeah, and you told)
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