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Hear that? (yeah) That's the gospel. (GANG)
Hellcat gospel! (Vroom!) Hellcat gospel! (Vroom!)
Came up from the corner, now the corner got a hospital
Hellcat gospel! (Vroom!) Hellcat gospel! (Vroom!)
Every time I press the gas, another broke boy hostile
Ride! (Ride!) Ride! (Ride!)
Bandman Tre, and the gospel never die
Mama said "boy, get a job," I got a plug (plug)
Now I pay her mortgage and I bought her a Bug (bug)
Black on black, red seats, that's the sermon (red)
Sub in the trunk knock harder than a warden (knock)
Ratchet in the day, but I pray when it's dark (pray)
Every scar on my hands got a bankroll mark (mark)
Bankhead to the world, that's the mission statement (world)
Hellcat purrin' like a choir in the basement (purr)
Grill on, top down, feel the wind on the diamonds (feel it)
Get money, that's the gospel, ain't no other assignment (GANG)
Hellcat gospel! (Vroom!) Hellcat gospel! (Vroom!)
Came up from the corner, now the corner got a hospital
Hellcat gospel! (Vroom!) Hellcat gospel! (Vroom!)
Every time I press the gas, another broke boy hostile
Ride! (Ride!) Ride! (Ride!)
Bandman Tre, and the gospel never die
Bad bitch in the passenger singin' the hook (sing it)
Told her "baby, this the gospel, not a book" (nah)
Pulled up to the trap, whole block came outside (outside)
Sub shatter, grandma windows opened wide (wide)
I ain't never had a plan B, only bands (bands)
Ratchet with a vision, that's a business man (facts)
Every broke boy prayer got answered by my exit (skrrt)
Hellcat gospel, every gear a verse, I said it (yeah)
Bankhead forever, bitch, I'm the reverend (rev)
Bandman Tre, and the bands in heaven (GANG)
RIDE!
Hellcat gospel! (Vroom!) Hellcat gospel! (Vroom!)
Came up from the corner, now the corner got a hospital
Hellcat gospel! (Vroom!) Hellcat gospel! (Vroom!)
Every time I press the gas, another broke boy hostile
Ride! (Ride!) Ride! (Ride!)
Bandman Tre, and the gospel never die
BANDMAN TRE is a virtual artist of the SUPERMASSIVE Verse: a druggy slow Bankhead drawl that never sounds tired, half-mumbled verses that snap into shouted gang-chant hooks, ad-libs as punctuation. Motivation trap for 2027: the 808 is overdriven until the sub shatters on every drop, bitcrushed bells, cut-outs before every hook. Explicit, ratchet, extremely high energy. AI-performed and disclosed; every song is written and produced in-house.