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Yeah 
I’m not average
Joe on cabbage 
She did a trick on the stick it was magic
Want it grab it
Bands elastic

Ayee

You know the vibes
You know

never thought
I'd go straight bottom to the top
And I ain never thought that you would
Switch just like a thot
I don't even want the sex
I'll just

man
Sake of say I gotta get these bands
One by one yeah they came to attack
African man So I back my chat
Alhamdulilah for the things that we have
RIP

out to France
My Future bright you see it by the way these Diamonds Dance
Stunting on me baby you won't even get the chance
All my niggas, they been

my first band rapping 'for i caught that flight
Now i'm working to push that Lamborghini
I'm on my way to to the top, i see they see me
Lil bitch we

...I knew I couldn't get it by my own hand
I knew how much that I wanted it, It was God's Plan

Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray dear lord my soul

bitch in a Porsche
I've been out there in em streets
We gon win by any means
I'm flexing on these bitches
Get high as fuck then count my bands
Girl I know

by the mall way
Keep sand on her feet
Beach all day
The way she treats my meat thats salt bae
Niggas talk that talk from far away Yeah everything good

when its hard I'll give you all I can
I gotta get this shit before I give it hope you understand
Bankroll, overflowing now we popping rubber bands
PMO,

fucking her
The pussy good pussy nice pussy tight
Big bands came in she love to count
No bad checks but she love to bounce
She a bad bitch watch her run

and made by Taxi's (taxi's)
Intelligently cuttin' Tax's (tax's)
Making moves solidly, live in Texas Texas)
For three months come back home
Fuck some nigga's

your wock see you in your dreams
Hold a dirty cup uh, ain't no Mr. Clean (Ah)
K got dirtied up uh, now these niggas know what I mean
I make this choppa

short
By that poison foil man
Heat it til its boilin
G pack, street ready, thats a boy band
These racks aint heavy, I need more bread
Fivesome, four head

Don't you remember
When you called me up
Late in December
When the sun wasn't up
Yeah we talked for hours
(Hours)
And even hours weren't enough
For

in a bit of a rush gotta catch my flight right now we move by air, 
bitch so bad let her play with my hair
don't talk to me about no warfare

you was

would hate myself too
T5 nigga who the fuck is you
Sliding in a carpool by my lonely nigga prolly with the tool
Since a young'n nigga known for breaking

all that when I don't give a fuck
Your bitch ass should get run over by a truck
Your bitch ain't home cause all she do is suck
Bands and bars for

know it's all about the bands like Green Day
I'm keep it passed the new real
And give a feel for my duties
Pirate plundering tryna procure the booty

smiling)
Now my side chicks mad (Look)
Cos I left her back no Mendy (Let's go)
Got barbies all up on me
All eyes on me, like I'm covered in Fendi
Selena,

feeling peace
I laugh and say, kay, why you scaring me?
It's nine in the morning, I ain't even eat
Sudden pause
Something's wrong with your mother
I ask

give me heads no tails my bitch a dime
I was on yo block I had my nine
Fuck nigga ran up on me he lost spine
Now he going through life he paralyzed
F&N

voice I know I know
In my darkest moments
It's you I'm thinking of
I'm trying not to move to the beat of my own drum
You lead me to the bands and I gave

to whoop my ass, she said I got a fresh mouth
Out the jam came home to a band you know he fresh out

I be low as fuck man I be cooler than a bitch
Can't fuck

that was talking shit he a fan now
Thinking i'm a go down without a fight got me fucked up
Yeah bitch better stand down a couple bands I'm a fan out