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HELL BANG
WXCKY • DeeKay • Eryxse
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Bitch I'm getting money
And I do it everyday
I be getting to my cheddar
I be running up a fade
Ain't nobody want the smoke
When I'm running to there face
I be getting big bank
Ain't no making mistakes
With a bad bitch on me
And a pistol on my right
And nobody want shit
Ain't nobody wanna fight
I got blood on my fists
Red stain on the clip
With a choppa on me
While you down in the ditch
Imma smoke all my opps
While I fuck on yo bitch
And I'm leaving my kiddies
All over her lip
Never got no time for a bitch or lame
Two tone glock in my hand and my wrist plain Jane
Only worried bout the paper
Ima pull max payne
Shift the gear slipknot
Leave a pussy left lane
Shit funny
How they steady talking on my name
If I catch that boy lacking I put the metal to his brain
Braceface
Put a bitch in a brace
Ima swerve then do drift
I'm coming first in this race
Like holy fuck
Like run it back
I read the play
Then I ran up a bag
I smoke too much
I take two dabs
I roll two blunts
Then count my cash
If these bitches wanna fuck
Need to see you shake ass
So throw it back
Hoe grip my strap
Hoe hold my gas
So I'm taking souls too
Ima take a lil bitch to the club
Blow a rack
Ima take her to the back
Then I hit it from the back
Ima hit it from the front
Count my bullets in the mag
The I put it in the gat
Ima cock that bitch back
Then I let that hoe blast
Lil bitch is a actor come star in my movie
I bust on her face then she get grouped with the groupies
I smack that big booty
I hit it with my tool
We going to show up send shots
Twin glocks call them dualies
Bitch I'm filled the venom
I fuck around I got to get
I'm in the coupe windows tinted
I'm riding round with a smitten
On my lap get back
Me and DeeKay strapped
We getting mad racks
So we got to bounce back
Bitch I'm getting money
And I do it everyday
I be getting to my cheddar
I be running up a fade
Ain't nobody want the smoke
When I'm running to there face
I be getting big bank
Ain't no making mistakes
With a bad bitch on me
And a pistol on my right
And nobody want shit
Ain't nobody wanna fight