[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame]
Can't follow no n***a, I ain't never meet my pops
Red dots all on him he done think he'd had the chicken pox
Beef, I nicknamed it Chaz
Put lil bruh on you then you know that's your a**
Closed caskets little dumb mother f**er
Flexing ice, throwing bands, catch me at the Rucker
Money talk n***a, call me Chris Tucker
Run up on me then you a dead mother f**er
You know my company, Bricksquad Monopoly
They love our f**ing swag why these pussies copy me
All in VIP I'm tryna to smoke about a key
He can say anything don't put your hands on me
[Hook-Slim Dunkin]
We banned from the club, security guards scared (Squad)
Bands on your head couple bands you be dead (Haha)
We banned from the club, security guards scared
Bands on your head couple bands you be dead
I got bands on bands on bands on me
Grams on grams on grams on me (grams)
Strapped up I got that blam on me (bow, bow, bow, bow)
Bet no n***a put they hands on me
Bands on bands on bands on me
Grams on grams on grams on me
Strapped up I got that blam on me
Bet no n***a put they hands on me
[Verse 2: Yung Joey]
Skinny jeans, my rubberbands don't fit
That's your girl?, I'll take that b**h
Discussed her head with my dogs, on a scale of one to ten rate that b**h
Send her back to your a**, with a new bag, and a new swag
Have her talking back and sh**, like you dad, now you mad
Sour D, (Yeah), I'm feeling good
Squad on deck, I wish a n***a would
Get your Drama like the DJ
Take turns stompin' on that a** like a relay
I'm getting head on the freeway
Bad yellow thing bobbin her head like a dj
Yeah, yeah, this pimpin sh** is easy
Im poppin' bro, we popular them b**hes do what we say
[Hook-Slim Dunkin]
We banned from the club, security guards scared (Squad)
Bands on your head couple bands you be dead (Haha)
We banned from the club, security guards scared (squad)
Bands on your head couple bands you be dead (turn up)
I got bands on bands on bands on me (bands)
Grams on grams on grams on me (grams)
Strapped up I got that blam on me (bow, bow, bow, bow)
Bet no n***a put they hands on me
Bands on bands on bands on me
Grams on grams on grams on me
Strapped up I got that blam on me
Bet no n***a put they hands on me
(Dunk, Dunk, Dunk, Dunk)
[Verse 3: Slim Dunkin]
Drinks of the pink, can't think on that stink (nope)
Back to back swishers, eyes low when I blink (haha)
Blowin' doja on the dolo (uh huh), ain't posing for no photo (nope)
Keep a bad b**h, humpback Quazimoto
Solo in the photo
Strapped with a .44
n***a jump stupid, knock the horse off your polo
Bullets bouncing, pogo. Rob me that's a no go
n***a this the squad, Flocka Flame, and Lil JoJo
[Hook-Slim Dunkin]
We banned from the club, security guards scared (Squad)
Bands on your head couple bands you be dead (Haha)
We banned from the club, security guards scared
Bands on your head couple bands you be dead
I got bands on bands on bands on me
Grams on grams on grams on me (grams)
Strapped up I got that blam on me (bow, bow, bow, bow)
Bet no n***a put they hands on me
Bands on bands on bands on me
Grams on grams on grams on me
Strapped up I got that blam on me
Bet no n***a put they hands on me