lirik lagu net banger – shoota
[intro]
yeah
(we don’t f*ck with fakes, you n*ggas banging on the net)
shoota
(kick up on that beat, moh!)
gang sh*t, dbd
gang
(dbd!)
[verse 1]
these wack n*ggas is free game, gold up on my neck you’ll never catch me in no cheap chain
all they see is bam like they was court side at a heat game
i ain’t no barber but i could give your ass a free fade
all i do is hustle you can’t play me like i’m ea
pass the stick to bro just like i’m rondo, that’s my teammate
gang be making movies, all you p*ssies making remakes
i just hit a l!ck and sold a brick that sh*t on ebay
run the block like relay, what’s the delay?
i said we run the block and we ain’t talking to no crimestoppers
nine up in that chop, we got him singing like he ty dolla
legend in the city, if he talking but he bluffing, we won’t let him in the city
my n*ggas really with it, keep a weapon it ain’t pretty
don’t be scared of dying, just be ready like you biggie, n*gga
he ain’t got no bodies i can’t let that n*gga near me
we don’t know you pulling up we got them checking in sincerely
put you on the news, you like a television series
[hook]
f*ck a vest, it’s dbd you n*ggas playing with the best (dbd!)
you want that smoke lil n*gga say it with your chest
you want that smoke n*gga don’t say it in no text
youngan just tryna be famous like i’m dex
we don’t f*ck with fakes you n*ggas banging on the net (net banger)
quarterback a brick like i was playing for the jets
i know a lotta n*ggas, they be hating cause we next
we don’t f*ck with fakes you n*ggas banging on the net
[verse 2]
i grew up looking up to villains, yeah i ain’t had an idol
now when we pull up n*ggas singing like a class recital
i’m steady praying when i’m shooting gotta grab the bible
and it ain’t halloween but a n*gga still masked like michael (myers)
we own the streets, get you smoked for free, ricky owens jeans
your hoe a treesh, think she mona lisa but she for the streets
no hoe in me, i want finer things, like i’m polo g
no loading screens, gta sh*t, 40 make him go to sleep
that’s that von flow, we thought he was with it but he ain’t, he doesn’t want smoke
you a snitch everytime i see your ass the cops close, tell zbo to kick it you can’t hide behind no locked door
oh he think we bluffing, all these lil n*ggas got jokes
lotta n*ggas switching on my gang i gotta watch close, og said they tripping tryna get him keep a glock close
dissing on the gang gone get me heated like a hot stove, streets wondering who hit that n*gga, f*ck it, only god knows
[hook]
f*ck a vest, it’s dbd you n*ggas playing with the best
you want that smoke lil n*gga say it with your chest
you want that smoke n*gga don’t say it in no text
youngan just tryna be famous like i’m dex
we don’t f*ck with fakes you just banging on the net
quarterback a brick like i was playing for the jets
i know a lotta n*ggas hating yeah cause we next
we don’t f*ck with fakes you n*ggas banging on the net
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