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m.a.d - russ millions & buni lyrics

[intro]
what is?
katmandu

[chorus: russ millions]
mad, make them mad (yes)
fire*firearm in my bag (bullets)
no chill like pnd (uh*huh)
land rover, not no amg (skrrt)
aura, said i got bde (uh*huh, mm)
intelligent, but she bad (uh*huh, mm)
four*four spin like a dvd (bullets)
s*sk or a mac (shut up)
mad, make them mad (uh*huh)
fire*firearm in my bag (uh)
no*no chill like pnd
land rover, not no amg
aura, said i got bde (uh*huh, mm)
intelligent, but she bad (uh*huh, mm)
four*four spin like a dvd (uh*huh, mm)
s*sk or a mac (uh*huh, mm)

[verse 1: buni]
mad, i go mad
let gunshot beat on anyone’s street
aura
she wanna give me peace
madman
course i got mine on me
when i catch that b, i’m goin’ overseas
got smoke on me, you ain’t smokin’ me
high rankin’, stop provokin’ me
we do tеrrorise, you can’t roll in peace, uh
mum didn’t raisе no b*tch, i’m a gangsta
well*organised and equipped
gen three frame, hollow tips for the clip
extension, ‘course we are live and lit
anything goes, any time, any place
hurt when i bine, now bun’s on a race
i don’t take chattin’, don’t screw up your face
guns get ringed, don’t care ’bout your age
[chorus: russ millions]
mad, make them mad (yes)
fire*firearm in my bag (bullets)
no chill like pnd (uh*huh)
land rover, not no amg (skrrt)
aura, said i got bde (uh*huh, mm)
intelligent, but she bad (uh*huh, mm)
four*four spin like a dvd (bullets)
s*sk or a mac (shut up)
mad, make them mad (uh*huh)
fire*firearm in my bag (uh)
no*no chill like pnd
land rover, not no amg
aura, said i got bde (uh*huh, mm)
intelligent, but she bad (uh*huh, mm)
four*four spin like a dvd (uh*huh, mm)
s*sk or a mac (uh*huh, mm)

[verse 2: russ millions]
she got a fat *rs*
she wanna dance
diamonds blast
make your gyal dance
she know i’m in charge
tap my chase cards
she got a new body and a face card
she wanna get freaky ’cause the vvs
h*rny, call me when you need me
whinin’, whinin’ like a genie
she love bad man, she love the high life
i like you, baby girl, you’re my type
said she love diamonds, so she like mine
pipin’, pipe her with my pipeline
gave her the best d in her lifetime
in her lifetime
i don’t f*ck with them and they wonder why
losers
man had to cut them ties
users
man can’t befriend them guys
judas
might have to send them bine
[chorus: russ millions]
mad, make them mad (yes)
fire*firearm in my bag (bullets)
no chill like pnd (uh*huh)
land rover, not no amg (skrrt)
aura, said i got bde (uh*huh, mm)
intelligent, but she bad (uh*huh, mm)
four*four spin like a dvd (bullets)
s*sk or a mac (shut up)
mad, make them mad (uh*huh)
fire*firearm in my bag (uh)
no*no chill like pnd
land rover, not no amg
aura, said i got bde (uh*huh, mm)
intelligent, but she bad (uh*huh, mm)
four*four spin like a dvd (uh*huh, mm)
s*sk or a mac (uh*huh, mm)

- russ millions buni lyrics

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