Lyrics:
Hand me down my walkin' cane
Hand me down my hat
Hurry now and don't be late
'Cause we ain't got time to chat
You and me we're goin' out
took away your sunshine
No more reminiscing on the fun times
Balling and coming at bitches with blunt lines
But this nigga ain't going to want mine
know we pop out
We deep like a band
If you ain't gotchu no bands, what the fuck is you doing
Go getchu a plan
Worried bout a man, I ain't gotta say it
100 Bands, 100 Bands
Count it out by the two
Runnin' man, runnin' man
Slow Chopped and Screwed
100 Bands, 100 Bands
Count it out by the two
Runnin'
And I get the m's like I'm lovin' it
Bro caught a case he ain't huggin' it
Price on an opp imma double it
Can't love no thots, I have fun with it
Hit
on Cali shit
You can see the white sand
These boys can do it and we ain't taking no grams
Rolling with the Grinch
Dogs like Max
Polluting people's heads
Get Money Regardless x Band Gang, E.N.T
A lot of smoke come wit' it (On gang)
If you feel a way, we could get it
I keep me a pole, I ain't talkin'
by the liquor store
Cause we ain't takin no shorts, in the 9 scrilla
Say what you want fool I guess I'm a drug dealer
>From the southside
I'm just bring me
Boot cut or skinny jeans
Ray bands stay clean
Really Hustle all week
Freestyle on the beat
No more wire for the tweak
Been a while
a Beyblade
Snortin' Nova-cane, with some Cocaine
Shawty by my side today, I might let her ride today
Swervin' in a Rover, You know it's a Range
Smokin'
And emptied the ashtrays on a whole other level,
Got killed by a blow, lay slain by a cane
That sailed through the air and came down through the room,
Doomed
number is 227
Let's get it
We game timing for these niggas
That be fake grinding
Got everything, hoes sell it
Ain't no brake lines
Baselining
And give me brain then I pipe it up
Make that bitch walk like she need a cane
Try to play with me this ain't no
Mother fucking game stupid nigga
Walking past
then you might have to walk with cane [Kane] (Ha)
I’m running the game, in front in the race right now none of them boy there catch up (nah)
No caffeine
that you money made
It made me feel no pain
I need the nova cane
So I can ease the pain
But you should know that money can’t
Heal the pain away
I need
them bands (Them bands)
Don’t try to talk to me when my fucking jet land, yeah (No No)
‘Cause Back then, you ain’t fuck with me back then (Where was you
Evil Knievel ain't much when I do my stuff
Polo tee polo black cologne
Burberry by my nuts she won't leave me lone
The Levi's was on sale
But I ain't
and fishin' with cane poles
Wasn't no swimmin' pools, just swimmin' holes
We was dirt road poor, and cane switched raised
I've been came a long way since
chopped by the saws
Addiction ain't no fiction
Addiction has me trippin lookin for recognition
Issa story so listen
Xans, shrooms, green beans, molly, cane
thought I told ya the game is over
Ain't I ain't shady I'm playing games
I ain't playing sober
It be crazy how nova cane put the cane in nova
(Yeah, I said)
dawg, no raisin' cane
And I be on that gang shit, cause life some strange shit, I'm still hurt about lil Nemo why that pain
Sinked in,
I'm goin' too hard,
ain't no weed I ain't going
If my bro wan' hit then I throw it
How I lived through this shit I'm still glowing
Bands on me said I love her
You be lying
Pull up to the scene in that new big body (Body)
Bad lil' baby and she riding right beside me (Beside me)
All these bands (Bands), busting out my
by popular, I said that already
If it ain't stoppin' ya, make it more deadly
Don't know what Daon, so I had to ask Reggie
I give it to ya dog like
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