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Felons Video (MV)




Performed By: 1287.banz
Language: English
Length: 2:17
Written by: Brayden Calenzo
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1287.banz - Felons Lyrics
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Scythe
My boys in that field, they slide on the opps yeah they some felons
I done popped that pill, I'm up in the clouds I stay in the heavens
My wrist richard mille, now I got them asking how I made it happen
Back then I was trappin'
Way back then I was taxin'
Ran the bag up ain't cappin'
Ran the beat and this shit slappin'
Put on some drip now I'm fly like Aladdin, bae pop a X now she wanna have it
Onto the next do this shit like some magic, burnin' through checks havin'
You know that I'm havin' chill with some felons you know they attackin'
Chill with some felons and rappers
My brothers might kill him, might cap him
Still got some brothers that's trappin'
They put that work in masked up
Felt sad so I poured that act' up
And 1287 we headed up
Touchdown in that city my chains bust
Cant do it like us, you cant adjust
My boys in that field, they slide on the opps yeah they some felons
I done popped that pill, I'm up in the clouds I stay in the heavens
My wrist richard mille, now I got them asking how I made it happen
Back then I was trappin'
Way back then I was taxin'
Walk in the room I got cameras up on me
Bad lil' bitch she want it, she twerkin', she backin' up on me
If you want me on ya lil' feat' you know its gon' cost a lil' homie
Stay getting that money and splurge it, I got some cartiers on me
My neck stay wet, it's cold I got that shit from Johnny
My boys in that field, they slide on the opps yeah they some felons
I done popped that pill, I'm up in the clouds I stay in the heavens
My wrist richard mille, now I got them asking how I made it happen
Back then I was trappin'
Way back then I was taxin'
Ran the bag up ain't cappin'
Ran the beat and this shit slappin'
Put on some drip now I'm fly like Aladdin, bae pop a X now she wanna have it
Onto the next do this shit like some magic, burnin' through checks havin'
You know that I'm havin' chill with some felons you know they attackin'
Chill with some felons and rappers
My brothers might kill him, might cap him
Still got some brothers that's trappin'
They put that work in masked up
Felt sad so I poured that act' up
And 1287 we headed up
Touchdown in that city my chains bust
Cant do it like us, you cant adjust
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English

Scythe
My boys in that field, they slide on the opps yeah they some felons
I done popped that pill, I'm up in the clouds I stay in the heavens
My wrist richard mille, now I got them asking how I made it happen
Back then I was trappin'
Way back then I was taxin'
Ran the bag up ain't cappin'
Ran the beat and this shit slappin'
Put on some drip now I'm fly like Aladdin, bae pop a X now she wanna have it
Onto the next do this shit like some magic, burnin' through checks havin'
You know that I'm havin' chill with some felons you know they attackin'
Chill with some felons and rappers
My brothers might kill him, might cap him
Still got some brothers that's trappin'
They put that work in masked up
Felt sad so I poured that act' up
And 1287 we headed up
Touchdown in that city my chains bust
Cant do it like us, you cant adjust
My boys in that field, they slide on the opps yeah they some felons
I done popped that pill, I'm up in the clouds I stay in the heavens
My wrist richard mille, now I got them asking how I made it happen
Back then I was trappin'
Way back then I was taxin'
Walk in the room I got cameras up on me
Bad lil' bitch she want it, she twerkin', she backin' up on me
If you want me on ya lil' feat' you know its gon' cost a lil' homie
Stay getting that money and splurge it, I got some cartiers on me
My neck stay wet, it's cold I got that shit from Johnny
My boys in that field, they slide on the opps yeah they some felons
I done popped that pill, I'm up in the clouds I stay in the heavens
My wrist richard mille, now I got them asking how I made it happen
Back then I was trappin'
Way back then I was taxin'
Ran the bag up ain't cappin'
Ran the beat and this shit slappin'
Put on some drip now I'm fly like Aladdin, bae pop a X now she wanna have it
Onto the next do this shit like some magic, burnin' through checks havin'
You know that I'm havin' chill with some felons you know they attackin'
Chill with some felons and rappers
My brothers might kill him, might cap him
Still got some brothers that's trappin'
They put that work in masked up
Felt sad so I poured that act' up
And 1287 we headed up
Touchdown in that city my chains bust
Cant do it like us, you cant adjust
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Writer: Brayden Calenzo
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