Anthem Lyrics – Promonant
Singer: Promonant
Title: Anthem
910 representative, this ain’t no beginner. dj cut the beat we just came inside the building. when it comes to making records, i got different flavors. i can cook it cut it clean it serve it several different layers. imma north carolina bama, southside player. my girl stay on fleek, always on her best behavior. making music every week, just to stay away from haters. you can find me in the b.o. where you know we do it major
Armed and dangerous
On that gang stuff
Don’t get flamed up
We let them thangs bust
Armed and dangerous
On that gang stuff
Don’t get flamed up
We let them thangs bust
See imma bad and bougie b#tch, quick to pull the trigger hit. if yo n#gg# bout that cash, sh#t i might just let him hit. ooh i love to talk my sh#t, country grammar how i live. you b#tches talking big game, but he won’t even hit. i like them real #ss n#gg#s, the type to pull the trigger. lay that pipe down right, then slurp it up cause i be leaking. we ain’t out here catching feelings, you n#gg#s just be drilling. hoes mad then a motherf#ck, they n#gg# out here fiending. we bout that gang sh#t, let it bang shit. all my b#tches driving foreigns switching lanes b#tch. you a lame b#tch, we not the same b#tch. big birkin’s on my arm, you rocking change b#tch. you not gang b#tch, you not gang b#tch. heard you wh#res be talking sh#t you such a lame b#tch. you not gang b#tch, you not gang b#tch. big birkin’s on my arm, you not the same b#tch. you not gang, you not gang, you not gang b#tch. we not the same, stay in yo lane, you a lame b#tch. and i’m in the field, give a f#ck about yo main b#tch. put some respect on my name, imma real b#tch
Armed and dangerous
On that gang stuff
Don’t get flamed up
We let them thangs bust
Armed and dangerous
On that gang stuff
Don’t get flamed up
We let them thangs bust
Armed and dangerous
On that gang stuff
Don’t get flamed up
We let them thangs bust
Armed and dangerous
On that gang stuff
Don’t get flamed up
We let them thangs bust
You know me, still knocking down beats. tell em ain’t no competition, they done fell off like a leaf. roll the weed imma chief, you ain’t put in on this p. how you think i drop flows that’ll knock em off they feet? when i pull up on the scene, b#tch n#gg#s beat feet. same n#gg#s talk street, no smoke they all sweet huh? lil scrappy boy you don’t want no problems, problems. circle be a dot i can’t involve em, revolvers. my n#gg#s locked in, we got money in the safe. they be leeching, pocket fiending, i can see it in ya face. black gloves, full clip, let it burn like maze. you ain’t moving like you talking, n#gg# stay in ya place. they can’t keep up with the pace, so they hate. you can end up in a lake, send him right to heaven’s gate. yea they love you when you gone, yet they still a find a way to miss your wake. lil n#gg# why you plotting on my plate? f#ck the jakes, n#gg#
Armed and dangerous
On that gang stuff
Don’t get flamed up
We let them thangs bust
Armed and dangerous
On that gang stuff
Don’t get flamed up
We let them thangs bust
Armed and dangerous
On that gang stuff
Don’t get flamed up
We let them thangs bust
Armed and dangerous
On that gang stuff
Don’t get flamed up
We let them thangs bust
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