Lyrics:
get bands
Running it up with the bands
Got student loans, they just been all on my phone
I’m doing this shit on my own
And all by myself, trust me it
a lil ass
And she gone show out
Cause them hoes gone be mad
She put her face to the floor
Lift up her ass
I'm ready to strike
She done woke up that man
shoes and I will wear that dress
Oh, kiss me, beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band
that I miss it despite the golfcarts and bills
I retrieve in the mail, I been listening to the Ills by Denzel
But the sun is coming out and I ain't
I'll go to Hell for him
Pay mama's bills, you know her son the G.O.a.t
When I die, just bury me up in a farm
Amber Rolls, pull up in the Amber Rolls
wear that dress
Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make
I'm bout money do you understand
So you must find me out running up them bands
I only like counting hundreds nothing but benjamins
Regardless how it
All these hoes gotta find one
Chase these bands till the night come
Take no chance im on strike one
Go no where without my gun
All these weird n****s
Know you ain't trying to press me
I get you hit by next week
Balling through these checks like I'm motherfucking Jeffrey
You ain't got the bills
You
brothers in a band
We be counting up them hundreds fell in love with rubber bands
You can't handle any pressure sit back and just shut your mouth
When
run up like gimme da loot
My mamma bills pile through the roof
Got to pay for a feature before I hit the booth
It's been a long time I've been paying my
of a twenty dollar bill
They've got a fine fiddle band at the barn up on the hill
And by midnight we just might wind up dancin' standin' still
By my daddy's
High blood pressure pills prescribed by Dr. Lawrence
Got me gainin' weight, fuckin' up my right kidney
Cousin raped that school allow' with me
Know you my dog, nigga we blood for real
Know we gon ball, soon as they plug da bills
Nigga that's law, never no daffodils
Can't be all soft,
to the bands, I ain't walking
Run to the money, the money's important
I hear the money calling
I hear the rolls, I'm up by the morning
She wanna feel
all the label's started calling up
Back in 16' god damn it was the two of us
Now we spending hell of a bands on a private jet
While you choose V6 imma
Some days I just want to up and call it quits
I feel like I'm surrounded by a wall of bricks
Every time I go to get up I just fall in pits
My
Some days I just want to up and call it quits
I feel like I'm surrounded by a wall of bricks
Every time I go to get up I just fall in pits
My
the spiel, any document that I pick up a pen to sign better be makin' sure that I'm on the front line
'Cause that meeting will be by design and due to never
Is you a snapper or a rapper bill I don't even know
Come on
Is you a snapper or a rapper bill I don't even know
Is you taxin' on the real one that's
say what, say what?
I say what, say what? (My band is bigger than yours)
Too bad, I got your beans in my bag (aha)
You stuck-up sucker, Korny
say what, say what?
I say what, say what? (My band is bigger than yours)
Too bad, I got your beans in my bag (aha)
You stuck-up sucker, Korny
kids to raise and bills to pay when shit ain't looking good
Got lives to save, got mouths to feed, its bigger than the hood
I will succeed, by any means
swear to Gad need for that
All I wanna do is to pay bills and
School not doing that for me
Thought I needed to switch up
But I guess that works fine for
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