[Hook:]
All these b**hes want me cause I got my bands up
All this money on me cause I got my bands up
I don't trust his soul cause I got my bands up
I keep a gun on me cause I got my bands up
I got my bands up (Bands up!)
I got my bands up (Money!)
I got my bands up (Guap!)
I got my bands up (Beep!)
[Verse 1:]
Grab a pint of lean then I grab some two liters
Ain't none robbing me cause I'm riding with me heater
See you up to the lord man you must wanna meet him
Dear lord man I wouldn't wanna be him
I can't go for no s**er sh**
I swear I will never love a b**h
We can f** but I don't do relationships
Everybody want something but I ain't seeing when I ain't have sh**
Just bought a 30 and some drum rolls
Keep my gun on me so ion' make phone calls
Hundred racks just to flex we all get money now so n***a ion' stress at all
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[Verse 2:]
n***as hate but they acting like yo homie
Say they real but they really be phony
Fake a** n***as probably be the police
Just me my gun and this codeine
Hell no I don't trust you n***as
Hell no I don't f** with n***as
We can go to war let's get it bustin' n***a
Soon as we see each other it's a shootout no discussion n***a
Broke n***as never seen a brick
Man these n***as ain't know sh**
Get so much money I swear I just be buying sh**
Got so much money God damn I'll buy a b**h
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