Bandhunta Izzy and Young Crazy - Givenchy

Aye I’m poppin my shit like a champagne cork
Showing off in tha whip ima switch that bitch to sport think I’m bout to lose the case I ain’t even go to court I ain’t trynna drink much ima have to get a Quart, drink it til I don’t feel the pain no more (Ugh) dripping it don’t even got rain no more (Ugh) son FaceTime said he wanna see the big gun, big water splash bands make a nigga wrist cum,

Drip (huh huh) Drip (Huh Huh huh) Make a nigga laugh when I pull up (Drum) Drum go “Bu- Bu” “Buh-Buh, Think I got trash when I pull up ima dump, Drip (huh huh) Drip (Huh Huh huh) Make a nigga laugh when I pull up (Drum) Drum go “Bu- Bu” “Buh-Buh, Think I got trash when I pull up ima dump,

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Pull up in a Dior, Bitches Wanna See more, Bitch ass phat fuck that ima record, Ever since I start drinking niggas wanna sleep more, You ont’ wanna die fuck a nigga wanna beef for, Pop out , big stick, hol up, big shit, You ain’t talking blood fuck nigga don’t risk it, Walking in the club they ain’t even tried to frisk it, Gave a nigga everything he wanted on his wishlist,

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CRAZO
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I pull up in that Wtf how he afford that, I bring that pack to ya spot like its DoorDash, I like to leave niggas right by the doormat, So if I get in a fight ion need you record that, “like crazo damn” the one gotcha boy shot, pull up in Gucci in the middle of the boycott, nigga want smoke, I can’t even ignore that, caught em outside of Neimans I had a for sure shot,

Shot up a Givinchy,
Shot up a Givinchy,
Shot up a Givinchy,
Shot up a Givinchy,

He was looking all nice but I left the boy dingy, gave him so many shots nigga know I ain’t stingy (on gang) they ain’t know who I was made me learn bout me, now a bitch work at the news they done heard bout me, they know I’m too real can’t play wit no fake gangsta, (my bitch keep the Glock tuck under her waste trainer)

~HOOK~

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Written by:
Bandhunta Izzy, Young Crazy, Ronny 808

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