Sgpwes - Multiply lyrics

[Intro] Ha Ha, yeah (Woah) Yeah, yeah, yeah (Ooh) Brrr (Ooh) Hmmm [Chorus] Bands, yeah, damn Bands, they get multiplied Yeah, run on gang, man, you know you die Slide fast for these rounds, yeah, they gon' fly (Whew) Bullet hit his ass from the backside (Yeah, yeah, yeah) We saw this lil' flexer from my third eye My shooter got aim, even though he crosseyed We gon' make him famous, he a dead guy (Boom, boom, boom) And we got them rockers, they on standby [Verse] This ni**a trippin', what's up with you? I'm finna pour me a cup or two You gotta rock, that's a W I don't [?], we gotta dub with you And he got a [?] Baby, I'm finna stop fu*kin' wit' you fu*kin' them twins, they comin' in two I got a choppa, I'm lettin' it loose I'm finna spend that boy advance Yeah, I done took his b*tch, he mad, damn (Yeah) Prada my fit, damn, I'm on the lamb (Yeah) [?] twos and nines, they won't jam I got a white plug in Cali', his name Sam (Haha)

Walk in CVS, [?] (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I'm at a point in my life where I'm sippin' on drink and I can't even stop I'm in the crib, sippin' on Wock' (Yeah, wock') Tell my teacher how much I make, how much I drop How much I drop (Beep, beep, beep, beep) I might just fu*k on [?], yeah, I'm goin' though rubber bands You gon' be there one day, I went up, it's a hunnid bands I got the guap, that's obvious I'm finna fu*k on a college b*tch I throw a rake in the audience I'm goin' up, there ain't no stoppin' sh*t [Chorus] Bands, yeah, damn Bands, they get multiplied Yeah, run on gang, man, you know you die Slide fast for these rounds, yeah, they gon' fly (Whew) Bullet hit his ass from the backside (Yeah, yeah, yeah) We saw this lil' flexer from my third eye My shooter got aim, even though he crosseyed We gon' make him famous, he a dead guy (Boom, boom, boom) And we got them rockers, they on standby