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Arch (feat. Trappichan) Video (MV)




Performed By: BNB Danero
Language: English
Length: 2:55
Written by: Daniel Adrien, Myles Connor




BNB Danero - Arch (feat. Trappichan) Lyrics
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Business No Bullshit
I been gucci gucci
(I been riding round town i been gucci gucci)
(Got a bad little mami and she tryna do me)
Yeah i been gucci gucci
In beamer smoke a doubie
And bitch i been pursuing
Want a Rari is what i'm doing
Tryna run up shoot the pussy nigga really stupid
Try to run up my gun up the choppa the gunna
Wait a minute press start
And ya man he lame don't let me put him on park
Cold winter mad your car won't start
And ya shawty she a treesh you could tell by the arch
But i'm in Gucci Gucci in a foreign steady movin
My life a movie movie you should really see me do this
I'm wearing Gucci Gucci only Sundays rockin Louie
Shawty got the gushy gushy when i touch it ouwie ouwie
Why they actin like they know me
Mac-10 silencer sound like macaroni
Back then held it down like a testimony
Got no friends i'm really lonely
Some friends they be bologna
But i like ham with ravioli
(But i'm getting too it)
Pass the ball i'm balling
(Money calling)
My niggas credit card frauding
(Job avoiding)
I'm so arrogant so what
Zoe niggas blaming out that truck
I'm giving em hell ain't giving no f*cks
Aint gettin no earn ain't getting no luck
Slide, my niggas gone ride
No we don't know them niggas
Them niggas told lies
So homie why you figure
You really on top?
For we raid in ya block send shot
Yeah i been gucci gucci
In beamer smoke a doubie
And bitch i been pursuing
Want a Rari is what i'm doing
Tryna run up shoot the pussy nigga really stupid
Try to run up my gun up the choppa the gunna
Wait a minute press start
And ya man he lame don't let me put him on park
Cold winter mad your car won't start
And ya shawty she a treesh you could tell by the arch
Shawty hit me back with a call and a text
I moved on to the next
Yeah i'm all in her breast
Head all in her chest
Before she gave me the neck
Yeah we skipped a few steps
(But we came to the sex)
Wit the gang wit the team all day wit the set
Niggas know i'm in the crib all day making checks
Always gotta make it back i don't make nothin less
If i don't say a word then you know it's a test
The way i'm moving i be living gucci
I be in them bitches cucci
Then they try pursue me
Gotta catch up to me bitch before you really lose me
I gotta roll a couple L's gotta light the double's
And the way i cut the check is like a slashing movie
Yeah i'm always wit the shits better keep it moving
See you looking for them clues i'm a dog like scooby
If you think you ganna catch me then you must be stupid, aye
Yeah i been gucci gucci
In beamer smoke a doubie
And bitch i been pursuing
Want a Rari is what i'm doing
Tryna run up shoot the pussy nigga really stupid
Try to run up my gun up the choppa the gunna,
Wait a minute press start
And ya man he lame don't let me put him on park
Cold winter mad your car won't start
And ya shawty she a treesh you could tell by the arch
(You could tell by the arch)
(You could tell by the arch)
(She love the way that i walk, the way i talk)
Quarantine
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Business No Bullshit
I been gucci gucci
(I been riding round town i been gucci gucci)
(Got a bad little mami and she tryna do me)
Yeah i been gucci gucci
In beamer smoke a doubie
And bitch i been pursuing
Want a Rari is what i'm doing
Tryna run up shoot the pussy nigga really stupid
Try to run up my gun up the choppa the gunna
Wait a minute press start
And ya man he lame don't let me put him on park
Cold winter mad your car won't start
And ya shawty she a treesh you could tell by the arch
But i'm in Gucci Gucci in a foreign steady movin
My life a movie movie you should really see me do this
I'm wearing Gucci Gucci only Sundays rockin Louie
Shawty got the gushy gushy when i touch it ouwie ouwie
Why they actin like they know me
Mac-10 silencer sound like macaroni
Back then held it down like a testimony
Got no friends i'm really lonely
Some friends they be bologna
But i like ham with ravioli
(But i'm getting too it)
Pass the ball i'm balling
(Money calling)
My niggas credit card frauding
(Job avoiding)
I'm so arrogant so what
Zoe niggas blaming out that truck
I'm giving em hell ain't giving no f*cks
Aint gettin no earn ain't getting no luck
Slide, my niggas gone ride
No we don't know them niggas
Them niggas told lies
So homie why you figure
You really on top?
For we raid in ya block send shot
Yeah i been gucci gucci
In beamer smoke a doubie
And bitch i been pursuing
Want a Rari is what i'm doing
Tryna run up shoot the pussy nigga really stupid
Try to run up my gun up the choppa the gunna
Wait a minute press start
And ya man he lame don't let me put him on park
Cold winter mad your car won't start
And ya shawty she a treesh you could tell by the arch
Shawty hit me back with a call and a text
I moved on to the next
Yeah i'm all in her breast
Head all in her chest
Before she gave me the neck
Yeah we skipped a few steps
(But we came to the sex)
Wit the gang wit the team all day wit the set
Niggas know i'm in the crib all day making checks
Always gotta make it back i don't make nothin less
If i don't say a word then you know it's a test
The way i'm moving i be living gucci
I be in them bitches cucci
Then they try pursue me
Gotta catch up to me bitch before you really lose me
I gotta roll a couple L's gotta light the double's
And the way i cut the check is like a slashing movie
Yeah i'm always wit the shits better keep it moving
See you looking for them clues i'm a dog like scooby
If you think you ganna catch me then you must be stupid, aye
Yeah i been gucci gucci
In beamer smoke a doubie
And bitch i been pursuing
Want a Rari is what i'm doing
Tryna run up shoot the pussy nigga really stupid
Try to run up my gun up the choppa the gunna,
Wait a minute press start
And ya man he lame don't let me put him on park
Cold winter mad your car won't start
And ya shawty she a treesh you could tell by the arch
(You could tell by the arch)
(You could tell by the arch)
(She love the way that i walk, the way i talk)
Quarantine
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Writer: Daniel Adrien, Myles Connor
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