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Bands (Prod. QESTN)
by 888Słeepy
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Getting to the racks and I won't be here in the morning
We been working hard and they been sitting back they snoring
Member all those days to them I wasn't that important
Now I'm L.A they call my phone and I ignore
Mike Amiri jeans I jus want Mike Amiri jeans
I jus wanna full the pockets feel them ripping by seam
She ain't used to want me, used to hurt my self esteem
Now she be like baby baby can you come and hang with me
I'm like woah I'm like ho I been chilling wit my same clique
I'm like woah I'm like ho nowadays I got my main bitch
Swerve the left swerve the right do my lane switch
Never change never fo,d I'm on that same shit
Sometimes I jus like to be alone
Shit get sad, why it feel like I can't trust a soul
All this cash all the racks all this mf dough
I thought it'd make me happy but it turns out I feel broke
I'm wit the clique, I'm wit the clique, I'm wit the same ones
I'm with my bae, I'm wit my bae, she is my main one
I need the dough, I need the dough, I need the big funds
Going too fast, needs move slow, let all the pain numb
Letting the pain numb
Do you not know where my pain from
Day one, all this shit since day one
Pray some, I prolly should've jus prayed some
Special occasion I think I might jus go face one
Were you there when I had nothing
Were you there when we was kids
Member days I was hungry
I ain't even have a chip
I be hot like I'm the oven
I stay cool like I'm the fridge
Imma pop out like toaster cuz I'm really wot the shiits
I be running up the number
I be cooling wit my lover
Put a ring up on her finger
Put some diamonds on my wrist
We be shining like some stars
Used to look at them as kids
They all think it's stupid, I think this jus might be it
I jus run it, bitch I'm moving hella fast
Make my momma proud not letting up the gas
They all wanna get it so they running they all ass
Bitch I come in first, I ain't ever fucking last
Stop we all know that you not it
Police I'm in da store I'm boutta cop shit
Bass sound or is that jus the chopstick
I can jus tell who you are by the people that you rock with
Getting to the racks and I won't be here in the morning
We been working hard and they been sitting back they snoring
Member all those days to them I wasn't that important
Now I'm L.A they call my phone and I ignore
Mike Amiri jeans I jus want Mike Amiri jeans
I jus wanna full the pockets feel them ripping by seam
She ain't used to want me, used to hurt my self esteem
Now she be like baby baby can you come and hang with me
I'm like woah I'm like ho I been chilling wit my same clique
I'm like woah I'm like ho nowadays I got my main bitch
Swerve the left swerve the right do my lane switch
Never change never fo,d I'm on that same shit
Sometimes I jus like to be alone
Shit get sad, why it feel like I can't trust a soul
All this cash all the racks all this mf dough
I thought it'd make me happy but it turns out I feel broke
I'm wit the clique, I'm wit the clique, I'm wit the same ones
I'm with my bae, I'm wit my bae, she is my main one
I need the dough, I need the dough, I need the big funds
Going too fast, needs move slow, let all the pain numb
Letting the pain numb
Do you not know where my pain from
Day one, all this shit since day one
Pray some, I prolly should've jus prayed some
Special occasion I think I might jus go face one
Were you there when I had nothing
Were you there when we was kids
Member days I was hungry
I ain't even have a chip
I be hot like I'm the oven
I stay cool like I'm the fridge
Imma pop out like toaster cuz I'm really wot the shiits
I be running up the number
I be cooling wit my lover
Put a ring up on her finger
Put some diamonds on my wrist
We be shining like some stars
Used to look at them as kids
They all think it's stupid, I think this jus might be it
I jus run it, bitch I'm moving hella fast
Make my momma proud not letting up the gas
They all wanna get it so they running they all ass
Bitch I come in first, I ain't ever fucking last
Stop we all know that you not it
Police I'm in da store I'm boutta cop shit
Bass sound or is that jus the chopstick
I can jus tell who you are by the people that you rock with
