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Run the Bands

Vince Staples

FM!

2018

the bottom of the slums
Run the bands, run the bands, hey
Jesse Owens while I'm on this run
Run the bands, run the bands, hey

I'm not the one (Don't

shit?
Ain't nobody else
Ain't nobody I fear and on me I keep a dick
By my Bottega belt
Dior Homme, Prada from Rome
Bitch bad to the bone
Drugs got me gone

jakes wanna frisk my hands then take me off the curb 

hook

v9 
I got bro that's right or wrong
my angler arms will tear through garms

ko
dark stones

Look to the sky
Sun is rising
See the light
I seen the light
But still can't get right
By my side, is me
I pay no mind
How to turn ghost
Danny

How Ya Livin'

AZ

Pieces of a Man

1998

What?

Back to back Benzes, with the Wild Gremlins 
Gaultier style lenses, talents in the .40 cal
This is life now
Let me find out, you want

took homegirl on a shoppin' spree, she end up stylin' me
New Bally sneaks, you couldn't walk a mile in these
Rockin' arenas before I knew your

back
Left it all in the ring, some never came back
Here's an R-I-P, let me paraphrase that
Let me throw something down for Eddie
Let me pick something up

I just pulled up in a ghost
I just pulled up in a phantom
Got more bad bitches than ransom
Got margiela call me handsome
Fool me once, guess im

Instead they speed ahead yo nigga watch me

I'm drunk by myself, gun under my seat
I don't want none of my peeps caught
Up in none of my beef
I'm a ride

By my side
By my side yeah
Don't know how much work I put in to get here
Never get you by my side yeah

LJ got me out thank you my slime
Felt

weapons that was lethal
I can't stop here I must go in my visions see through
Me and Eywa I know your by me and I need you

Now Pandora fighting with us
We

to the moon (Ah)
I'm in the club with the groupies aye
Girls treat me like i'm lil boosie yeah
My bitch bad and she bougie yeah
These niggas cats cause they

finna count all the bands by the end of the week (End of The Week)
Yeah you know my shit ain't cheap (Shit ain't cheap)
Try to fuck with me (Yeah)
Imma

sheets
And some Rick Owens that's unreleased
Got a big ass chain and
My gang goes underneath
Know that it's a classic if Cardo on the beat

Look

Thirteen, they know we having this shit
Rick Owens mixed with the Raf Simons
They doing bad business, I just want mad digits
I'm in my bag, I'm in it. You

get bad you'll catch me right up in that trap bitch

A skinny nigga posted up with fat racks bitch
I know some niggas in the east ready to blast shit

that shit get disgusting
Get stuck in my head it get bad like concussion
Walking around, rocking Rick Owens
Walking around, with a stick on 'em
I'm gone

me for watching OFFICER TATUM
Don’t make sense but I’m a bigot now because they hate him
And I follow Candace Owens that much is true
So now I must be

Youtube?”
The selfless and funny host of movie night.
Because we lost Jake, you fought the freedom fight. 
Became our Florida man in a hammock under coconuts.

The Hit

50 Cent

Power of the Dollar [Unreleased]

but ain't worth half the cake
Have me runnin' from Jake, in a GS with bad brakes
They want to knock me take for Christ sakes

50 Cent, let's see if

on me
Baby girl, these is not McQueens
These Rick Owens
Wait 'til my bitch daddy go to sleep
Hit a lick on him he soft
Back in the day my daddy took

down bad on his feet when he walkin
Do the dash from the Jakes in a Hellcat Charger
N****s bumpin' my shit cause they know I'm the hardest
I'ma step bout

the real they held it down around the jake's
And fuck a reptile ass nigga & the fakes
They say all it take a nigga is one bad day
Call me an assassin black

Now they calling me fake, I been stuck in my ways, I been tryna get paid, I been dousing
The jakes, Now they calling me fake, orchestrating these