
james bond - tony seltzer, a lau, leeky g bando & edot babyy lyrics
[intro: leeky g bando]
(ay tony!)
(a lau on the beat)
i feel like james bond
i do a hit, i might have to make bond
change clothes then i change cars
we hit him up, he dead, he ain’t sp*wned
instant get rich extortion
! be talking, but they ain’t got sh*t to offer
politickin’, i’m quick to spark him
if he reach i’mma teach him i don’t bluff with barking, like
[hook: leeky g bando]
i feel like james bond
i do a hit, i might have to make bond
and we ’bout to do a drill
get my [?] , i told him to stay calm
i got shooters like saint john’s
hope your life got insurance, ain’t talking state farm
you get hit with that same jawn
that .450’s enormous, .38 too, like
[verse: leeky g bando]
google the gang, only two rappers that’s putting in pain
no lettin’ up
i catch a thrill from danger
i do a drill from anger
i’m pullin’ up
don’t put your mans in danger
i just might k!ll a stranger
i’ve had enough
i make my ! bosses
young ! look up to kobe, not michael jordan
i sold trappers some brand new forces
i sn*tch her like, make her bust it open
put on a good performance
lately, been saucin’ and drinkin’ until i’m nauseous
i drop a [?] in my fanta, like
i’m off the gas
i just came back from atlanta
i’m picking up a santana, like
i’m getting bricks on the regular
y’all ! moving like fiends for the bag
but who the f*ck made you sanctioned?
if i was your big homie, i’d be mad
you cannot coast to my block
don’t make a move on my block
you f*cked you [?] on my block, empty that
’til [?], like
please don’t do that
can’t talk about sh*t, ’cause i really do that
they never [?] back
i’mma cut through the uh, they already knew that
we tryna move to a new pack
brrr*du*du, brr*du*du, pow
we tryna move to a new, uh, like
[hook: leeky g bando]
i feel like james bond
i do a hit, i might have to make bond
and we ’bout to do a drill
get my [?], i told him to stay calm
i got shooters like saint john’s
hope your life got insurance, ain’t talking state farm
you get hit with that same jawn
that .450’s enormous, .38 too
[verse: edot babyy]
f*ck all the opps, little b*tch
i keep a chopper and i’m ready to flock, little b*tch
spinnin with [?] and sh*t, he panickin’, frozen, his heart is dropped and sh*t
’cause [?] just got him a new [?]
uh, whats the link, facts
tell all the opps to come get with me
uh, no diss tracks
’cause i really shoot sh*t, b*tch
brrrr*pa*ta ee*da boom and sh*t
clear the whole room, b*tch
i’m the youngest to do this
i been out her doing sh*t
ain’t talking no shootin’ sh*t
but the moves that we make and they mad that we doing it
but i understand they typing
ain’t been on no block for they man. bow!
[hook: leeky g bando]
i feel like james bond
i do a hit, i might have to make bond
and we ’bout to do a drill
get my [?], i told him to stay calm
i got shooters like saint john’s
hope your life got insurance, ain’t talking state farm
you get hit with that same jawn
that .450’s enormous, .38 too
[outro: leeky g bando]
i feel like james bond
i do a hit, i might have to make bond
change clothes then i change cars
we hit him up, he dead, he ain’t sp*wned
instant get rich extortion
! be talking, but they ain’t got sh*t to offer
politickin’, i’m quick to spark him
if he reach i’mma teach him i don’t bluff with barking, like
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