Lyrics:
ain't worried
Hopped up off the porch at like thirteen just to prove to niggas I ain't scurry
And by any means that's necessary
Designer jeans, my
ain't worried
Hopped up off the porch at like thirteen just to prove to niggas I ain't scurry
And by any means that's necessary
Designer jeans, my
to love myself, because I've been told
to love myself by every single self-destructive indie band for years.
If separation anxiety is the price to pay for
a tax-free type of nigga)
The homie talkin' 'bout his war stories, I was half-sleep on that nigga (I was half-sleep)
You want a Band-Aid for the chopstick, I
(FOREVEROLLIN)
Forever on it
Free Ric
(Flexin')
Told my brother if I'm missin'
I got set up by a bitch, oh, what?
Hands-on in that kitchen
sitting in my room
In the Hills, I ain't got shit to do
Truth is, I'm thinking of you
That was the legend of Wavey Baby
And his merry band of misfits
back then we was all tryna get out to fit in
Now they want in, 'cause we stick out
Fuck niggas ain't even made enough for the paint
Send 'em back home
[Chorus]
OK now ladies (Yeah)
If you know you bad (Yeah)
Don't need no man, got yo own bands, put up yo hands
If you a top notch bitch let me
no fans
I'm smokin' on gelato while I'm countin' up these bands
Listenin' to slow jams, stickin' to the program
And even though I don't eat pork, I
You think I'm crazy and now you want me to know (want me to know),
Your bands become the next big thing, why would I go,
Your ego has grown, by then
there ain't nothin' better than a little adventure
Just to shore up band morale
At least till the singer does a few too many
Milligrams
all night long
I got your favorite flowers by my side, baby
I've even got a bottle of our favorite wine
Tonight is for us, let's make time for love
Keep it on till the dawn and watch the night decline
The band becomes a crowd, the crowd becomes a rally
The people fill the streets and it seeps into
ate every single one without noticing the mold
You said you're gross my darling, I said no I'm rock and roll
Even though I'd never ever been in a band
me now
How she's twenty grand in debt
Or someone famous that she slept with
Or how everybody loves her, what
Drugs she doesn't take, but
I don't really
back
You even know I'd bust your ass
Be like fuck the cash but need the cash
Hustle passion for the love of bands
I kill a man I rob a man, I be fiendin'
Gangster
Gangster
Five bands fresh up out the cage, no cut walkin' out the court
Fuck the judge, we got shit you could snort
I heard you take
her (she will)
Come on pimp, I thought you knew better (yeah)
I'm tryna get high, roll a blunt up (blunt), now I roll two up
Put my depression in
to sport fox
Izod alligator shirt with the socks
Louie Vuitton, I used to rock it like farm
Gucci with the tag, not painted on
Now them days done gone,
Probably want beans, shit, he probably want tan
Hope you want lean, I'ma show 'em how to dance
Even if he want Gotti, I'ma send a lil' bands
Wanted for
by the band the Gin Blossoms
I accidentally saw them once
Hey, I get carried away
But it's easy to be unafraid
When you're so critically disdained
and keep walkin'
(Yo) Come on
Yo the derelict is back
I'm blazin' niggas while they up in the Sheraton last
I even sold my therapist crack
You niggas
platinum plus? You ain't fuckin' wit' us
Now, money ain't never been a thing ta me
I'm down 8th with the brand new cinammon 3
OT, I got cake with a C
stuck a needle in his arm
Then he lost his band
He started liftin' shops
It didn't take long
To get cuffed by the cops
And right about now
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