Chords for BandGang Lonnie Bands & BandGang Javar “Trak 1” (Official Music Video)

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_ _ [Bb] Hey, hey, [Ebm] hey, track one, [B]
track two, slide.
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[Ebm] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ [Bb]
Hey, hey, hey, [Ebm] track one, [B] track two, slide.
One bitch [Bb] and two bitch, dry.
[Ebm] Count a hundred strips, [B] two hundred strips, I'm tired.
_ _ [Bb] _ If you [Ebm] see a four six, [B] then another six, I'll just die.
I just sent a hit, [Bb] and me and my killer slapped a [Ebm] five.
Fuck the stripper bitch and [B] the famous bitch,
at the same time, do some ignorant shit,
[Bb] and throw them locals on [Ebm] live.
A [B] million dollars in cash, would you kill for it, duh?
Man, [Bb] y'all sick, we really made a million [Ebm] off a jug.
You don't want to [B] see a thousand blue hunnids,
Rose, lift that rug.
We [Bb] the definition, young niggas got it out [Ebm] the mud.
Hey, my [B] young niggas too sick, hit you with a few buds.
[Bb] Yeah, they like to shoot shit, and they [Ebm] ain't off no drugs.
[B] I be with the real blood.
And my day ones can't take [Bb] around my rap friends,
cause [Ebm] they gonna take some.
I [B] told Boone to live his best life, he trying to take one.
[Bb]
All these fake killers, why they [Ebm] make them?
[B] Ain't got one up top, nigga, that's a plate, none.
[Bb] Damn, another grime, I [Ebm] lost a grandson.
[B] I can lose a bitch, but I can't lose a Samsung.
Boy, [Bb] that's a slip, every time you heard [Ebm] this phone run.
[B] Graduated from the licks, we hit ransoms.
[Bb] Man, we ain't fuck around and kidnap [Ebm] Trump's son.
[B] Track two, slide.
One bitch, [Bb] two bitch, [Ebm] drive.
Count a hundred strip, [B] two hundred strip, I'm tied.
_ _ [Bb] _ If you [Ebm] see this, oh, a six, [B] then another six, I'll just die.
I just sent a hit, [Bb] me and my killer slapped a five.
Fucked a stripper bitch and [B] a famous bitch at the same time.
Do some ignorant shit, [Bb] and throw them lil' bitches on [Ebm] live.
This here [B] licks for ten bands with a release.
Almost lost faith, [Bb] I ain't made shit in weeks.
Lost fifty on the [B] road, it made me wanna go to sleep.
My pieces [Bb] wasn't even here for gas, it was steep.
[Ebm] Got on my [B] shit, wiped the dust off the embosser.
Fuck that bitch [Bb] up, can't even go and leave the [Ebm] markets.
A nigga [B] take these shit from me, that's where you lost us.
You [Bb] got a better chance of seeing a flying [Ebm] saucer.
This ham [B] hit me up, trying to buy some pills.
I was [Bb] fucked up at the time, I sold a Madville.
That was in [B] 014, he on my ass still.
He trying to [Bb] get his shit back, gon' get his [Ebm] ass killed.
They dropped [B] a pop and yo' 15 almost died.
_ [Bb] Rocked his ass to sleep, dogs die.
[Ebm] He [B] survive a hit from this, be surprised.
Like [Bb] Uber, Exxhill, we all gon' ride.
[Ebm] Track one, [B] track two, slide.
One bitch, [Bb] two bitch, drive.
[Ebm] Count a hundred strips, [B] two hundred strips, I'm tired.
_ _ [Bb] _ If you [Ebm] see a score six, [B] then another six, I'll just die.
I just sent a hit, [Bb] me and my killer slapped a five.
Fuck [Ebm] the stripper bitch and [B] the famous bitch at the same time.
Do some ignorant shit, [Bb] throw them lil' bitches on [Ebm] live hos.
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