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Bangg 3 – Slide Remix Lyrics

Slide Remix by Bangg 3

Released : 2018

It’s a bad b---- party you cannot get in
I can take ya man, pass ’em to my friends
I can’t shake ya hand, No I’m not your friend
I don’t f--- with b------, I just want some bands, b----
B------ only turn up with they friends
I can’t make this s--- up
I cannot pretend, b----
And I heard you flexin’ with his bands
I know they not yours so don’t be acting like they is
So if you got them racks
P---- n---- gimmi half then
Let me see them f-----’ pounds you bringing in
Everytime you come around you yellin’ gas in
But you ain’t really gettin’ money yo grams go for ten, b----

You don’t wanna hear that band bang bang b----
Before I sneak up on you with that (bddddd, pow)
Ridin’ with 2 b------ smokin’ dodee
If a p---- b---- wanna beef talk to goldie, b----
Bumped into a n---- I met before the glow
Always flexin’ with some bands but he ain’t got no dough
N----- really broke all that little s--- for show
Told that n---- I don’t want his a-- b------ slow
You say you plugged him with the pounds I know you lyin’
Ain’t putting no money in my hands don’t wate my time
You can’t distract me lil b---- I’m on my grind
We don’t need no broke n----- yea b---- we fine, b----

It’s a bad b---- party you cannot get in
I can take ya man, pass ’em to my friends
I can’t shake ya hand, No I’m not your friend
I don’t f--- with b------, I just want some bands, b----
B------ only turn up with they friends
I can’t make this s--- up
I cannot pretend, b----
And I heard you flexin’ with his bands
I know they not yours so don’t be acting like they is
So if you got them racks
P---- n---- gimmi half then
Let me see them f-----’ pounds you bringing in
Everytime you come around you yellin’ gas in
But you ain’t really gettin’ money yo grams go for ten, b----

They be like why [?] Your only future
Cause we don’t like b------, they all some c--- eaters
Dissin’ us for clout, call that b---- feeder
All you had to do is ask for a f------ future, b----
Broke a-- B------ not allowed in the coupe
F--- wrong witch you, get that cash or get the boot
Finessin’ all these n----- they be handing me them blues
Run them bands up that’s what a boss b---- do, b----
B---- I’m finna bang, b------ really lame
Next time you diss b---- you better say your name
Saying errthang b---- I ain’t got to lane
B------ copy everything I got to my name

It’s a bad b---- party you cannot get in
I can take ya man, pass ’em to my friends
I can’t shake ya hand, No I’m not your friend
I don’t f--- with b------, I just want some bands, b----
B------ only turn up with they friends
I can’t make this s--- up
I cannot pretend, b----
And I heard you flexin’ with his bands
I know they not yours so don’t be acting like they is
So if you got them racks
P---- n---- gimmi half then
Let me see them f-----’ pounds you bringing in
Everytime you come around you yellin’

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