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Rubber Bandz

 

Rubber Bandz

(album: 88 Kaine - 2016)


In the kitchen whipping with' the pots and pans
Choppa make a nigga do the running man
I just want a Bentley and a hunnid bands
I wrap all the money in the rubber bands

Got the thirty on me nigga don't you try
Fool me or my niggas they gon' start riot
Potato on the [?] when I shoot it's quiet
[?] In the Audi so you can't deny
Margiela spend a nigga rent up on my feet
It's a cold world so I'm working with the heat
It's a bad bitch booling in the Coupe with me
I'm in Tennessee, sipping on some Hennessy
You niggas killing me, tryna take my energy
Never had to pay for weed, I finesse the shit for free
Booling in a white tee, I can fuck your wifey
All these choppas by me, so you don't wanna try me

In the kitchen whipping with' the pots and pans
Choppa make a nigga do the running man
I just want a Bentley and a hunnid bands
I wrap all the money in the rubber bands
In the kitchen whipping with' the pots and pans
Choppa make a nigga do the running man
I just want a Bentley and a hunnid bands
I wrap all the money in the rubber bands

A nigga run around and then we gon' hurt his mans
I don't do the pills but I can sell a Xan
Black mask getting in a black van
They said I wasn't finna make it, got a master plan
It's a cold world so I keep a vest
I got all this [?] shit going through my chest
Niggas getting mad because I finesse
I don't like to talk, I like to say less
Shout-out to my niggas

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