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pistol got a
drum, I'm the
band man Whole lotta drink in my right hand Long live slim 400, the
hype man She know I
got paper, she want to get her issue Over a
bitch, never act sentimental Drop top coupe, this is not a
rental Pull up F8 Ferrari, fuck with they mental Gentle as you open the
door Threw a
hundred in the
club, put this shit on Forbes Beef in the
streets come with these whores The
pussy so good it be starting wars Oh, oh-oh man, oh damn In Glock I
trust 'cause it don't jam I'm trynna run the
bag up, she want to slow dance I'm trynna toot it and boot it, she want to romance Run them bands up, run them bands up Run them bands up, run them bands up Run them bands up, run them bands up Spend it 'cause I'm up, nigga, and what? Run them bands up, run them bands up Run them bands up, run them bands up Run them bands up, run them bands up Thought we was falling off, you can't stand us Big digits, chrome heart, bitch, spend it Get wit' it, if I
rapped it, I
lived it Big digits, whole lot of pretty bitches No cap, not a
snap back or fitted Howdy-do muthafucka? It's the
big homie Different bitch every night, I
am never lonely Said she had a
OnlyFans but she never told me Said she a
real squirter, now she gotta show me Yeah, on demon, I
don't play fair (Nope) Get money and the
safe sex in the
air (Air) Yeah, jumping off a
bean, feel me everywhere (Everywhere) I
be living in the
bank, you ain't never there Yeah, clap-clap that ass like it's automatic (Automatic) I'm obsessed with that ass, I'm an ass fanatic (Fanatic) Put the
pump to his lip like an asthmatic And we still flip the
work like a
acrobatic (Flip it) Yeah, play time now it's break time Yeah, two glizzy but I
make time Yeah, four hundred with them gang signs If we talking millionaires, bitch, I'm front line Run them bands up, run them bands up Run them bands up, run them bands up Run them bands up, run them bands up Spend it 'cause I'm up, nigga, and what? Run them bands up, run them bands up Run them bands up, run them bands up Run them bands up, run them bands up Thought we was falling off, you can't stand us Big digits, chrome heart, bitch, spend it (Uh) Get wit' it, if I
rapped it, I
lived it (BIA, BIA) Big digits, whole lot of pretty bitches (Uh) No cap, not a
snap back or fitted I
run it up till I'm tired (Cash) Went back to sleep and woke up to a
wire niggas inquire, who been fucking me prior Bitch, I
been hot, Richard Pryor Uh, it's gettin hot in here Got no time to drop a
tear 'cause I
hop in Lears I
toat the
PS lounge 'cause they stop and stare I
know these white folks wonder how we got in here Uh, to the
club and to the
kitchen from the
back door Is the
only time that I
ever get back doored nigga, the
fuck you think I
rap for? nigga You could see it on my dashboard Plane Jane Rollie cost a
whole half a
ticket (Facts) Worth eight figures, ain't no such thing as trickin (21) Should've been a
farmer, I
be chasing after chicken (21) Focused on the
money, that shit come along with bitches (21) No love for the
ops, they get knocked out they bridges (Pussy) Jumped inside a
box, spin the
block till I'm dizzy (Pussy) Fat transfer, if you act right I'll get your titties (Facts) Fuck me in the
car, I'm in a
rush, you know I'm busy (21) Drove out, fuck a
superstar and make that bitch part of my roll out Rapping all that tough shit, then got his ass hoed out You can't buy no ticket to my show 'cause they be sold out Security wanna search us at the
door but we got polls out Bad bitch, got her ass out You ain't really gang-gang, nigga, you a
mascot (Pussy) Check my bank statements, you'll pass out You need people like me to point and call the
bad guy
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