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DBangz – PROVE Lyrics

PROVE By DBangz

Yeah, okay, okay

Look at the bitches I fucked and then figure out why I’m 18 and the industry fuck with me
Half of these niggas that blew up, I either influenced or they had to study up under me
My whole team solid, we mobbin’ to shows in a Lexus
They callin’ us “DBangz and company”
Who represents on the ventures, like is it DBangz? Or is it just one of his companies?
All of this shit in my life, it was comin’ together
I knew that it happened so suddenly
Lot of these rappers, they spit like they grown, but I know that they mentally stuck in they dungarees
A lot of these artists divorced from the game and I guess you could say that I’m takin’ them, custody
Shoutout to all of the people that came in the game and decided to play, so they trusted me
Now I pull up to the scene in a new GTR for the ho’s who was steadily duckin’ me
[?] the ho’s can just slide to the Airbnb if they wanna fan out or come fuck on me
I just blew your whole advance in the club, I was throwin’ it up cause that shit wasn’t under me
Think how it feels when the fans in the crowd is just wildin’ out and they showin’ the love to me
And yeah, they said that DBangz is the key to the game and I guess they just needed a shift
Exposin’ these rappers for stuff and that cappin’ they rappin’, they down at the crib, yeah
It’s not that serious, don’t gotta lie
Just tell us how it really is
Shit, I feel like I still ain’t up
I gotta pick up the work and then buy me a crib

And yo’, but shoutout my slimes
I cannot forget ’bout my slatt
Yo’, me and my niggas, we vegan
So how am I still eatin’ ass?
That snippet you posted was trash
Yo’, take that shit back to the booth
They be sayin’ I rap like I know who I am
Or like I just got somethin’ to prove

And my nigga Snotty just came with the kick and I’m puttin’ the punches in too
And I put that lil’ bitch in a box
I call that my lunchable move
And a lot of these people wan’ talk ’bout my face ’cause heard that DBangz was the G.O.A.T
A lot of these artists down bad at the crib and they just tryna keep it afloat
And they mad that I made all them racks at the age of 15 just from crackin’ some jokes
And I’m over here drippin’ on all of you niggas, y’all dressed like some regular blokes
I heard that somebody said that they was better than me, boy, that must be a joke
And I don’t fuck with animals, but I just stepped out in a brand new fur coat

And yo’, but shoutout my slimes
I cannot forget ’bout my slatt
Yo’, me and my niggas, we vegan
So how am I still eatin’ ass?
That snippet you posted was trash
Yo’, take that shit back to the booth
They be sayin’ I rap like I know who I am
Or like I just got somethin’ to prove