Truth BandGang Javar (Ft. E Will & Philthy Rich)
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[Verse 1: BandGang Javar]
The [?] me, I caused water dammage again
Made it rain for all the times I couldn't get in
It's more bottles over here than a Recycling bin
I can tell y'all got in free before 10
It's some rich niggas in the building
So if you ain't getting money, I suggest leaving
'Cause if bro think you [?], he gon' start squeezing
Have you screaming drive faster, in the backseat bleeding
But we ain't even going for all that
Tryna have a good time, bro, where the hoes at?
She ain't gotta worry 'bout me putting her name in this rap
By tomorrow morning, I ain't gon' remember all that
[Chorus: E Will]
Hardbody sting [?] truth
Throwing 1's while I'm staying in this booth
Nigga, you ain't got no money, 1's laying on you
Snuck the pistol in the party, and my mans did too
Hardbody sting [?] truth
Throwing 1's while I'm staying in this booth
Nigga, you ain't got no money, 1's laying on you
Snuck the pistol in the party, and my mans did too
[Verse 2: Philthy Rich]
Fucked the nigga B.M. while the baby in the room
Been fucking a bitch [?] woom
She gon' suck my dick with no hands on it
Why you got a scale, ain't no grams on it?
Rest in peace Soda, [?]
Locked up, bitch ain't seen a penny or a quota
Club [?] through all the 1's
Five O pull us over, we threw all the guns
No counterfeit money in my videos
Used to have to put some water on my chearios
Niggas crossing game with no penalties
Friends like that, who need enomies?
It's Philthy
The [?] me, I caused water dammage again
Made it rain for all the times I couldn't get in
It's more bottles over here than a Recycling bin
I can tell y'all got in free before 10
It's some rich niggas in the building
So if you ain't getting money, I suggest leaving
'Cause if bro think you [?], he gon' start squeezing
Have you screaming drive faster, in the backseat bleeding
But we ain't even going for all that
Tryna have a good time, bro, where the hoes at?
She ain't gotta worry 'bout me putting her name in this rap
By tomorrow morning, I ain't gon' remember all that
[Chorus: E Will]
Hardbody sting [?] truth
Throwing 1's while I'm staying in this booth
Nigga, you ain't got no money, 1's laying on you
Snuck the pistol in the party, and my mans did too
Hardbody sting [?] truth
Throwing 1's while I'm staying in this booth
Nigga, you ain't got no money, 1's laying on you
Snuck the pistol in the party, and my mans did too
[Verse 2: Philthy Rich]
Fucked the nigga B.M. while the baby in the room
Been fucking a bitch [?] woom
She gon' suck my dick with no hands on it
Why you got a scale, ain't no grams on it?
Rest in peace Soda, [?]
Locked up, bitch ain't seen a penny or a quota
Club [?] through all the 1's
Five O pull us over, we threw all the guns
No counterfeit money in my videos
Used to have to put some water on my chearios
Niggas crossing game with no penalties
Friends like that, who need enomies?
It's Philthy
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