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Bunyan Montiero
Bunyan Montiero
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LORD
I got bands jumping when my cell phone ring
I know feds tryna get my cell phone pinged
I just came dripping like a fountain drink
Diamond in the dirt I think we found something
Used to be just OSF but now I’m KING
You looking like a pesant go and grind some shit
Work come different color got some brown some pink
You’re not a real trapper boy that’s not your thing
Hundred bands counting in a money machine
You just a fan you can’t talk numbers with me
I been sick so I’m having fun with the lean
Before I got the ball bitch I had to jump for the re
Two and Three and One I pour and Four up
I tried to hit your number you ain’t pick the phone up
This ain’t a give a way **** this a rodeo
I hear you talking but you never ever show me though
**** switching, I stay distant, End up missing
Trenches, from the trenches
Strictly business
Riches, on to riches, I got digits
Don’t call me on my confessions
I got bands jumping when my cell phone ring
I know feds tryna get my cell phone pinged
I just came dripping like a fountain drink
Diamond in the dirt I think we found something
Used to be just OSF but now I’m KING
You looking like a pesant go and grind some shit
Work come different color got some brown some pink
You’re not a real trapper boy that’s not your thing
(Uhuh) That’s not your thing
(Uhuh) My cell phone ping
(Uhuh) Found something
(Uhuh) But now I’m KING
I got bands jumping when my cell phone ring
I know feds tryna get my cell phone pinged
I just came dripping like a fountain drink
Diamond in the dirt I think we found something
Used to be just OSF but now I’m KING
You looking like a pesant go and grind some shit
Work come different color got some brown some pink
You’re not a real trapper boy that’s not your thing
Written by: Bunyan Montiero
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