Lyrics:
Cane, who could bang wit us
We ain't jokin' no more, this ain't a game to us
Got a lot of hungry niggas that came wit us, we're dangerous
Cock back aim
(Sheesh)
They'll rather see you all on your ass
But I promise I ain't goin' out sad
(No way)
They wanna see you broke, no cash
(No money)
See you out in
Ain't no more cane on the Brazos
It's all been ground down to molasses
You shoulda been on the river in 1910
They were driving the women just
Ain't no more cane on the Brazos
Oh, oh, oh-oh
It's all been ground down to molasses
Oh, oh, oh-oh
You shoulda been on the river in
Eat this, be good man, yeah I'm fuckin' hungry I love DayZ so much, it ain't even funny
Posted up at Cane's, drugs gave me munchies I just wanna go
the bank (bank)
My daughter is the same (same), no limit with the tank
Made a hundred bands (bands), plus a hundred bands (bands)
Plus another half
unless you the gang
My bitches stay bad not the way they behave
No S on my chest so don't call me to save
Ain't no shit on my chest so don't call me
sugar
Sugar sugar sugar sugar sugar
Ah, it ain't over child
Your racing car
Raised by the boldness
You know you are
Your lips like cherries
Ain't no more cane on the Brazos
Oh, oh, oh-oh
It's all been ground down to molasses
Oh, oh, oh-oh
You shoulda been on the river in ninteen-and-ten
Ain't no more cane on the Brazos
Ooh, ooh, ooh
It's all been ground down to molasses
Ooh, ooh, ooh
You should've been on the river
In nineteen
arenas
Fleeto is hot some like jalapenos
Smooth like a Jackson, I go by Lil Tito
I just wanna run up bands with my amigos
R2S, no this more like the sequel
(Sippin on that purple, yeah the dragon fruit Fanta
I want no hoes, lil bitch cuz I ain't fucking Santa
I'm tryna take a flight to LA or Atlanta
(bank), take it out the bank (bank)
My daughter is the same (same), no limit with the tank
Made a hundred bands (bands), plus a hundred bands (bands
was heavenly
I don't wanna talk if it ain't about p's
I want dineros comma
10 divided by commas
Commas on commas on commas
Put bands in the safe I a6int
Ain't no more cane on the Brazos
Oh, oh, oh-oh
It's all been ground down to molasses
Oh, oh, oh-oh
You shoulda been on the river in ninteen-and-ten
for more
No games girl you know what I cane here for, yeah yeah
Shawty you know why I’m here
It ain't just to see you strip
Ain’t talking cash when I
There ain't no more cane on this Brazos
Oh oh oh
They done ground it all in molasses
Oh oh oh
You should've been on the river
In nineteen and four
that a nigga gonna get, bet
Candy land, it’s psychedelic
Candy canes, on sight no telling
Candy land, it’s psychedelic
Candy canes, on sight no telling
habits so I'm reaching for the pole
Whip all black no cap, I'm in my zone
Dusse, good J yeah baby I'm feeling throwed
I ain't gon stop till im chillin'
We don't do no pump faking, my illas playing for keeps
Shoutout to my jeweler, all these grams on me
Mozzarella Dweller, eighty bands for him
These
down
You ain't the one to
Bring me down, bring me down
Hunnin band, hunnin band, hunnin band
Raining on her ass call her piggy bank
I aint got time for
in the Benz I ain't make no friends
Foreign cars yeah I made them bands
Head to da bank yeah I'm ready to cash in
Yeah like bands on me bands on you
on the Brazos
Go down now Hannah don't you ride no more
now if you rise in the morning for any judgement sho'
down on the Brazos
Ain't no more cane
(Trapper)
He ain't stepping with no cane but he still a kappa (Cap)
Been a thug all my life I never been a rapper(Never)
Always been a stacker (Yup)
Always
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