Lyrics:
the liquor
Get the picture?
Hypnotizing with your eyes and that's the kicker
I'm enthralled by your aroma, and you got a rocking figure
Pheromones and body
-ance -ance
For them bands -ands -ands -ands
We throwing hands -ands -ands -ands
If you talk shit bout my friends
I'm in love with myself call that shit
never follow trends
Keep me out your drama, I'm too focused, chasing bands
Hate how much I love you, cause you just my type
Here we go again, say i'm
Saturday bro/
Now you cant find me, I'm Carmen San Diego/
Ayo, I make flows and make sure they stay dope/
Using the Scientific Method made by Galileo/
Yo
the remote not working, I'm
Trying to see the fake friends from the real ones
When you make bands then they will come
Got betrayed many times by the snakes
figures, Panamera Coupe, who
Diamonds swang swang, Aquafina let it hang
Draco loaded, bloated, choppa it go bang bang
Spendin' bands and we throw it out
But I think I found it We seen the throne is up for grabs
Who you think you crowning
I'm well gifted Tell me, Feliz Navidad
Remember nights at Days Inn
by the apartments
Look, I come with a straw
That nigga starving pick your coffins
Niggas know I'm cut from that cloth
If I got it and cock it back
You
Traitor women) gets scared
A big "fuck you" to those of you who
Have the audacity to claim that I'm so
Naive and stupid that I would allow myself
To be
I survive
You guys can't walk in My shoes
I'm not Your shoe size
I flipped a couple bricks
Couple birds flew by coke white like it got
Blonde hair
who put his trust in God
He gave his only begotten son
That who ever believe in him, should not parish
But have eternal life, we'll see you thugs
When you getting them bands with niggas who done planned with ya
Gotta watch for the snakes cause they’ll try to hang with ya
How you gone try to rob
to pass by (Oh oh)
I'm tryna stack it madd high
Like whoa
We goin'
We goin'
We got it (Yeah we got it)
Stuffin' pockets
Ain't no stopping
Travi Bands In
height with these bands you know that's my twin
(Aye Ayee)
I'm just tryna get rich that's by any means all of my money legit
Fuck copping a fit when I
selfish sense, if their behavior is changed or eliminated, then in
The future you won't be hurt by them again, either them directly or their progeny
Being
Just cuz I got bands
They hating on me they don't even know who I am
Gotta make something shake it's earthquakes you better stop playing
My momma
then went back to putting 10s in a rubber band
All of these bitches I fuck wit a rubber man
Catch me slipping I'm like yea whatever fam
Tryna get me you
Man, I remember it was just me, the band man, who was gonna be the next BrockHampton I felt it in my vision
Every night I cry myself to sleep, record
L.L. Cool J. is hard as hell
Battle anybody I don't care who you tell
I excel, they all fail
I'm gonna crack shells, Double-L must rock the bells
L.L. Cool J. is hard as hell
Battle anybody I don't care who you tell
I excel, they all fail
I'm gonna crack shells, Double-L must rock the bells
L.L. Cool J. is hard as hell
Battle anybody I don't care who you tell
I excel, they all fail
I'm gonna crack shells, Double-L must rock the bells
I tell u one motherfuckin' thing bout me bitch I got so much money on me uh
Niggas low I'm illatic (whoo)
Know who you dealin' with (whoo)
Fuck
real, you already know what to do me
Let's go
My nigga got a pint now, I'm pulling up on the west end
Face card digital, Challenger with the FN
of rattlesnake hide
Got a band new chimney put on top,
And it's a-made out of human skull
Come on take a little walk with me baby,
And tell me who do you
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