cult Bandanna$aint & Slump6s

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[Intro]
(Riothill)
(Where's n9ck?)

[Chorus: Bandanna$ain't]
Let go
I can go fuck up a bag, huh
Run up a check lil' bitch (Yeah)
My opps still broke, on they ass, huh
I know that they mad as shit
B$ain't cuffin' the baddest bih'
Brand new Glock, and it match with my fit (Yeah)
I'm back on my Opioids, lil' bitch, but I still don't rock no Rick (Oh yeah)
Brand new Glock, for a new jacket
Y-You ain't got no Glock, why you fakin'?
I-I want your life, so I'm gon' take it
No love for that bih' and I won't fake it (Yeah, yeah)
You know B$ain't touchin' them stars (Yeah)
High as fuck, I just came back from Mars (Woah)
Off the Xans, fucked up off them bars (Yeah)
All black fur on my coat (No)
He one of my fans like a cult (Yeah)
You can catch me in the night lil' bitch, I'ma hop out with a scope (Yeah)
I'ma-I'ma hop out with a fye lil' bitch, I'm tryna catch 'em all (Yeah)
Still going up at the tippity top, it's kind of hard to fall (Let's go)
Oh, that's thе hoe that you said that you love, I'm gonna break hеr walls (Let's go)
She come around me, and she like, "Damn Saint, I'm tryna get high as ya"

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