Bandz Da Breash - Hello My Dear

They like what it do Breash, like what it do Bandz
Living life full house, and I got two hands
Living life full house, smoking a two ounce
Talk slick and want slack, you got it dude, bounce
They say ima cheat, cause all they checks bounce
Man fuck what they say, numbers only thing counts
Man fuck what they say, numbers only thing counts
Ima shoot I won’t miss but I get the rebounds
I do dash I’m on the way
I get the cash you gotta pay
If niggas lash it’ll be the day
Put a hole in your ass nigga DOA
Yo family full of air, Frito lays
And you’re a chip off the old block
Don’t play around Da Breash ok
I go in your jib on your own block
If I’m that gangsta got the chrome cocked
I came here with intent get your dome popped
Don’t leave yo bitch around me they gon be surprised
They saying not in a long shot
She like when I'm
D.A.O
D.A.GO
I'm dumping at opps
Dumping at goofy opps
I don't play with these groupie thots
Not about smoke I been knew he not
You fucking up majorly
I do not understand why you want play for the major leagues
What the fuck do you be thinking you won’t comprehend it up until the papers leaves
Fuck did you say to me
Nigga don’t play with me
I swear to god these motherfuckers want a reaction they baiting me
Now I gotta plan my nigga it came to me
Yes I’m player one but it’s not a game to me
Yes I'm player one but it's not a game to me
Motives gone but energy it’s the same to me
Niggas going out they way put in pain for me
Bitches going out they way to be paying for me
These niggas so lost, and I’m deeper than most
I don’t look at the cost, but I cop and don’t boost
Got the water like Voss, but I’m cutting it close
It is up in the toss, wasn’t hell of throw
Ima catch it like Moss, they don’t know him no more
We getting litty, on Jenny and smoke
Ima catch it like Moss, they don’t know him no more
We getting litty, on Jenny and smoke
Briss high smoking out the P, no joke
Novaa high, nigga you jammy get poked
I’m high, talking about coke, drinking agua
La high, bitch you about to get choked
I’m chillen cool I don’t wanna be a menace
I ride with the gang but I don’t wan be in it
He bleeding period no end of a sentence
He sleep out the way like the end of his sentence
Popped half a Xann ima mother fucking asshole
Why I do dat I don't know I bet Tazz know
I want opp tops, pot, Glocks and a fast hoe
Pop out wit' it bare face, fuck I bring a mask for
1 2 3 ima come with the wicked
Pull it out quick it blast shit is so lit
This shit hitting the fan in the far distance
My hearts tripping, he want spar wit' them tryna meet our victim
I’m here for the future OG child prodigy
They fucking cowards, not shit in all honesty
I see my own path like a mother fucking prophecy
Money power that’s in lieu of my modesty
Ima myself, do not get near
Cause I got wealth, inside my ears
Shoot a nigga, in his face
He fucked up, I do not feel fear
I only feel disgrace for nervousness
But my face always clear
Nigga shoot it I want you to thrive
Your meaning finally here
And if it’s me you killing Nigga
You gon be highly revered
My life worth the best of y’all combined
From me you didn’t hear
I can do without bae, I’m sick
Cause I’ma Tampa Buccaneer
I only wanna fall in love with balling out
Hello my dear
I do dash I’m on the way
I get the cash you gotta pay
If niggas lash it’ll be the day
Put a hole in your ass nigga DOA
Yo family full of air, Frito lays
And you’re a chip off the old block
Don’t play around Da Breash ok
I go in your jib on your own block
If I’m that gangsta got the chrome cocked
I came here with intent get your dome popped
Don’t leave yo bitch around me they gon be surprised
They saying not in a long shot
She like when I'm
D.A.O
D.A.GO
I'm dumping at opps
Dumping at goofy opps
I don't play with these groupie thots
Not about smoke I been knew he not

Written by:
Damann Bogle

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