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I just beat the block, jumping off them squares
My jeans saggy, cuddling my air's
Ny fitted, cover up my head
That boom bap drum kick, followed by

when they claim they live it
So I stay hot tipping with that
Drip, but drop it like it a
Hot track
I don't break for the summer
Catch a tan
And a band

pussy where yo mouth at? I can't fuck no fans
I pass 'em to my mans, I came up off a gram
Shit I would catch that shit but that'll get me in a jam
Shit I

to vibe with the slow jams
Bitch asked if I love her, no ma'am
I was down bitch I only had four bands
Fuck that Wockhardt lean give me more xans
We kicking

the risk
I want it all

I'm in first class
Getting felt up by the flight attendant
Land in Cali
Whipping foreigns
Call me Master Trippy
Don't lose yourself

the family
Only mob ties is Alabama
Prayin' while I clean my gun it'on never jam up
Big bank take lil bank get your bands up
Don't try and come back around

Don't reach out I aint talking to the dead
Perky pop got me walking with the dead 
Gimme top I'm just tryna get ahead

Verse 2

Sittin in this room by

jam
That nigga died behind that shit could give a fuck if they say that I ran
That woo Dr Strange made me run up them bands
How he skate on the beat in

another Benz,
Cause I'ma get it myself, huh
I don't need no bitch,
Cause I'm just better by myself
And I'ma get them bands,
TM ,I'm the fucking man
Tell

trynna double back lil bitch know u blew it

Run dem bands up
Walk inside the store jus cop it 
Dont care wit it cost

Im a real introvert lemme step it up

die.
Dont get it fooled Im by myself I aint with no dudes.
No attitude, but sometimes a nigga might get rude.
So many nights when I failed I almost gave

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jam, they gonna pay the fee
If you ain't chasing bands, don't try hang with me

We ain't chasing the money, Nigga we chasing them racks
And don't you try

You played by a bitch tricking
When it come to a hoe I ain't tripping
I get me a band flip it
When it's smoke let the llama get spitting
I'm pushing

to dance
Or maybe by chance we could just jam
And you could play the air guitar in the band

Sunset
With a brunette
Twenty four seven
I think I'm in heaven

in the headrest so the piranhas is
Swimming past when Cass comes spinnin past
You know I'm going slow
But my rims is spinning fast
I'm in a class by my

And farm like fucking sheep
Your game fucking weak!

I just got my bands and they stack like
eiffel fucking tower
I can build that shit, like I'm Bob De

Knockerz
Made them bands By my lonely
When I was down bad
I was looking for my homies
They Make a go fund me
I see only seen the FAM
At least I know who

names
Kept that work on me
I jam like that trunk with four 12s
I can’t hold hands, no grown man
You gone grind yourself
I be throwing bands at hoes

(Energy made this one)
I'm spottin' and I'm droppin' stick and move with the blick
This 33 double stack it go by twos in my clip
Lean sipper pour

brakes applying the pressure
I'm trying to stack up these bands
Bad bitch, flew her from France
Get it back, I ain't making no friends
Shoot the glock, I

own
Speak ya mind
If you eva by me
Off the dome
Ain't nobody ever
Made me silent

In my zone
I can feel
When these bitches biting
Shit it's cold
When ya

the jay
(Stop the stressing hit the jay )
Get a condo in LA
(I got a condo in LA)
I spend bout ten bands on her makeup
But she flawless when she wake up
We

the morning
This some early-morning shit
Told my momma don't ya worry
You won't have to bury me
Know plenty who got burned by the streets
So I gotta keep my