Lyrics:
making money on the tour bus (Cash)
Keeping all these bands on us (Bands)
Got these fans on us (Fans)
Keeping me a Glock ain't no hands on us
So you better
the streets where respected
Like the rectomatic dime back to the method, zee
Bomb on heads like what kid
I keep em on slow mo son I'm the champion at one on one
for you
Tie them bands up I'm trying to get out the way
In Dubai eating shrimp off of platinum plates
No surprise when I came up on better days
I been
not on my side. Needed you by heart and then you left I could have died. Shawty I ain't no simp but I your love kind cause it get me high. I'm losing
not on my side. Needed you by heart and then you left I could have died. Shawty I ain't no simp but I your love kind cause it get me high. I'm losing
don’t know who to hate
Countin this money
Hoe you can’t relate
Takin my time like
I’m on a date
How many bands
Bitch I’m seein 8
How many bands
I’m seein
picked up a guitar, what does this signify?
I'm going to play some heavy metal riffs and you will die
You wanted arts and crafts? How's this for arts
me (Ah)
Bands on me when I walk through (What it is?)
What is you sayin'? Uh, watch who you talk to
(Who you talk to)
I got banana clip, bring that
Who'll shoe my babe's little feet?
Who'll put gloves on her hand?
Who will tie my babe's middle
With a long linen band?
Who'll comb my babe's yellow
She told me that I'm dumb
She does not wanna be friends
She does not wanna embrace
I know you're tweakin' in bands
I just think you are scared
I
when you really geek alot
(Huh, oh yeah)
I just called my twizzy, we just ran it up
(yeah) yeah these bands on my body
Didn't even jump at all
Who
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
I'm sinking whiskey and you're sipping fine wine
I don't know what it is you're trying to prove
Well it should be you but it's me who can hardly move
You had enough of it
Wanna rack up on some bands
But can’t act up on it
Wanna tell me who I am
Tell busy bee, take a seat, I’m who she wishing to be
Tell me what you see
Lil shawty gone dance, We throwing them bands
She fucking her friend, She popping a xan
They all in her hands, They all in her head
walking all day and I'm nearly done
I see by your gravestone you were only 19
When you joined the great fall-in in 1916
I hope you died well and I hope you
you all bouncing, Falcon
I am not afraid to walk the lonely road
I'm so curious of where we go, oh
Who really cares, we won't be there
When
like this...
The part of Bruce the Duck is played by an oboe...
Louie the Cat is a clarinet. All right, he's not really a
clarinet. He's just --- you
a bad bitch who sucked my dick like blue ray
Big body Jimmy when I'm riding I take two lanes
Beat that nigga up he was reaching for my damn chain
Never
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
The niggas who peeling the niggas who stealing
The niggas who leave you without a feeling
I get the guap I get the cash I get the bands
I'm bussing your ass
rhymes from one band, that's many
But back where I come from, they ain't worth a penny
You've got a lot of talent, but you fail to see
You paid for
he gotta lay down
While your bitch outta town
Smoking dope by the pound
Its Trouble Life bitch
And you I'm a clown
Nigga run up, he out of bounds
I'm
eyes
And think fondly, of our friends who've died
Just imagine, that they are riding
So happy, and by your side
We've all been down this path before, we
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