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a reason, I never need a reason
I never need a reason, just come on by
You're my rubber band, I launch you in my hand
Right up to the sky, I never need

Juggin' & counting & stacking it
Dusse my cup
Bands in a rover I'm rolling a shooter I'm feeling lit
Hop out the V
I'm counting up bands by the minute I

(Got the beat by Powers and we just made a banger)

Uh, get your mans
If you switchin' up then tell me in advance (yeah, ayy)
Sticky hold, red

yo' can tell us
Oh my god got all these bands by myself
Count a hundred bills and I ain't need no help
Came up from the bottom really out the soil uh uh

clean
I’m Dripped up with designer I talk shit thats rare heat
Wear Off white, with supreme plus bape be my top drip
But to get that gotta make bands so I

This shit ain't no hundred bands
(Nah, nah, nah, nah)
Palace look like Buckingham
Bills so big, I call 'em Williams, for real
Reasons to go crazy, got

by the throat, lift it up and shake it 'round
'Til this whole world sees me as a naked clown

And while I'm pullin on her bra, she's
Tuggin on my

Loaded

Toby Keith

American Ride

2009

a big red pocket
Flyin' high by the time the band comes on

I'm loaded, got a fist full of cash
I'm rollin' just filed her up with gas
I'm goin'

Americans move forward in every generation
By reaffirming all that is good and true that came before
Ideals of justice and conduct
That are the same

into climbing trees I ain't into making bands
So plant another seed if you into living
Dance
Find me on the land harvesting my plants
Earth Mami I got

Just Like It

Gucci Mane

Evil Genius

2018

smilin' (still trill)
The low life grinders
Give a fuck, I give a fuck, just like 'em (still real)
Hotbox strike you
Livin' life by the gun like

has just been acclaimed by King James

Can I speak to your left ear
And will you tell me if you're deaf there
Lemme inspect here
And close it up till

to this and vibe
I hope you don't give up your dreams for a nine-to-five
Don't get me wrong, it'll pay your bills
But if you don't love your job, tell

the best '
with no contests
I'm on a wave , feeling so high
running up the bands , we touching the sky
By my side , we staying fly
Taking over , oh my ..

Couple years, catch a couple groupies like the band's up
Maybe count a grill, second chill, get my bands up
Been waiting to inherit from these stanzas
But

daylight 
Under dogwoods, dolled up in their dress whites (NO HOLD)

Down by the river….
	 
It’s getting late, but I don’t want to go home
It’s a long

I'm moving disordered
Penny pinching you stacking up quarters
Holding bands while I sip on the water
Never got want like your order
Only got what you

Shawty been hurt too much by these niggas
So she got Onlyfans
So she hustle everyday trying to get a band
Se canso de estos bobos
Ella ya no quiere

My Songs

Fat Beats

Fat Beats, Vol. 2

by the throat, lift it up and shake it 'round
'Til this whole world sees me as a naked clown

And while I'm pullin on her bra, she's
Tuggin on my

More American than Apple pie
He think he got us caught up twisted in his lies
Presidential is what they say
Tweeting twerking causing chaos each

gon at me, they can't even flow though
Me and yo bih' gonna kick it like judo
These niggas is fake, they get shot by young metro
Finna catch up like

Cold Outside

Raekwon

Only Built 4 Cuban Linx, Pt. 2

2009

weed
Drive-bys every day
Wonder what's goin' on
Here outside wit my muthafuckin' A.K.
Woah, what I'm gonna do when it's cold outside?
Ha, oh, woah

old thoughts
Driven by the pain, gotta stick to the plot
I'm tryna find a way to pay the bills I've got

Changing up the scene in my American Man Dream,

Mediterranean

Travis Scott

Mediterranean

2017

on lightning
Wedding band rings ain't wife shit, uh
Nigga we'll bomb shit, ISIS
47 at the end where the knife is
Brick and a half where the pipe is, uh