Bands (feat. 2Gloxk & Y$N DRO)

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Rubber bands, rubber, rubber, rubber bands
Holding my stacks sounding like a hand smack
Runner man, runner, runner, runner man
Get your mans before I pull up my pants
Rubber bands, rubber, rubber, rubber bands
Holding my stacks sounding like a hand smack
Runner man, runner, runner, runner man
Get your mans before I pull up my pants
I want the bands, want the blues and I want the commas
I'm a stack a milli, yeah I put that on my momma
I don't like to cap, I ain't even with the drama
I be ready for the smoking and any of your problems
Any nigga wanna talk finna meet this llama
Take a bitch, pussy nigga I don't even fucking want her
Aye, aye, what it really do
I be stacking up my bands put that on my crew
Why you talking like you out here getting bands
Pussy nigga keep on talking, I ain't out here throwing hint
Yeah I'm really bout the funk, If it's smoke then it's smoke
Big and bad like my nigga Rucci, yeah north area bitch
Yuh, we stepping out, $BZ, Musty Pack, you know what we about
I be running to the bands, I ain't never running out
Nigga kept on talking, so my nigga had to stomp him out aye
Rubber bands, rubber, rubber, rubber bands
Holding my stacks sounding like a hand smack
Runner man, runner, runner, runner man
Get your mans before I pull up my pants
Rubber bands, rubber, rubber, rubber bands
Holding my stacks sounding like a hand smack
Runner man, runner, runner, runner man
Get your mans before I pull up my pants
Bitch I'm geeking, yeah I'm rolling off a pill (Bitch I'm rolling)
Is it beef, is it smoke, what's the deal (What's the deal)
If you talking to the feds, keep them sealed
Talking to a pillow, that's gonna get you killed
Bitch I'm leaning like a nigga crack the seal (Crack the seal)
Niggas sipping on that boof, it ani't real
Why these nigga love to cap, like they really in the field
I just fucked niggas bitch, now I got him in his feels
Rather kill then get killed, I need a deal (On the gang)
F*ck a label, bitch I'm tryna count a mill
Most these niggas out here fake, but they claiming that they real
Little nigga got the steal, he gonna pop you like a pill
F*ck twelve, nigga riding with that chopper
Came in with the drum, got you singing like the opera (F*ck 12 nigga)
Gang task mobbing, so it's free my niggas locked up
Aye, yeah it's free my niggas locked up on the gang bitch
Rubber bands, rubber, rubber, rubber bands
Holding my stacks sounding like a hand smack
Runner man, runner, runner, runner man
Get your mans before I pull up my pants
Rubber bands, rubber, rubber, rubber bands
Holding my stacks sounding like a hand smack
Runner man, runner, runner, runner man
Get your mans before I pull up my pants
Used to count bars, now I'm counting racks (Facts)
These are not just bars, but fucking facts (Aye)
F*ck different shoes, I want different cars (Skirt)
And I'm a saint but I love wearing all black (Woo)
On some Batman shit my closest enormous
I'm the next Jay Leno with all the foreigns
Ysl shit I'm off that polo, trues and Jordans
With the girls I'm never satisfied like a Mormon
I gotta white bitch, she from the valley (Valley)
Cause I'm rich she fucking with me badly (Facts)
I got the honeys that wouldn't even at me (At me)
Cause now I'm young money like Im J. Gatsby (For real)
You mad that a motherfucker made it out the gutter
If it wasn't even me, it couldn't have been no other
I do this for my mother and for my realest brothers
They call me Steve cause I'm stone cold like the stunner
Rubber bands, rubber, rubber, rubber bands
Holding my stacks sounding like a hand smack
Runner man, runner, runner, runner man
Get your mans before I pull up my pants
Rubber bands, rubber, rubber, rubber bands
Holding my stacks sounding like a hand smack
Runner man, runner, runner, runner man
Get your mans before I pull up my pants

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