[Hook (2x): Play Boy Nick]
Bands in my pockets, bands on my tires
Sharp-creased jeans, sharper than some barbed wires
Bricks on the block, pills on the corner
Marijuana coming in, straight from Arizona (stupid!)
[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame]
Trapping since yay-high, yes, Flocka stay fly
Waka Flocka Flame stay rolling off the bangs
Off-yellow dope, call that sh** off-base
12 kicked my door, that's another f**ing case
Erase your whole face if you think 'bout robbing me
Long, black dreads like my name was Bob Marley
So many tats, you would think I ride a Harley
Big Glock 40 if he try to harm me
Don't need my big gun 'cause that ain't no army
So many stacks, why the f** you think it's storming?
So Icey wet show, boy, let your check go
Southside Riverdale, folk, where I lay my head, folk
Flocka!
[Hook (2x): Play Boy Nick]
Bands in my pockets, bands on my tires
Sharp-creased jeans, sharper than some barbed wires
Bricks on the block, pills on the corner
Marijuana coming in, straight from Arizona (stupid!)
[Verse 2: Slicmook]
All right, I whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, down to get another one
Gon' holler at my folks, gon' tell them we gon' need a hundred of them
My hustle game phenomenal, you can can ask a hundred of them
My swagger like atomic bomb, blowing up the dumb and dumb
Stupid acting, bet I [?] some [?] with atomic guns
I'm out here, 'bout to buy me one, these n***as don't know I'm foolish, huh?
Especially on that cupid, huh? You feeling mighty stupid, huh?
Why are you with that burner? Bet I'll beam you up to Jupiter
[Verse 3: Play Boy Nick]
I'm selling blow from nine to five, so you can call it my bl**job
My dope is like my beat 'cause when it hit the street, it's straight drop
Flava Flav wear the clock, but I be on the clock
My stacks the same color and size as a cobra
[Hook (2x): Play Boy Nick]
Bands in my pockets, bands on my tires
Sharp-creased jeans, sharper than some barbed wires
Bricks on the block, pills on the corner
Marijuana coming in, straight from Arizona (stupid!)
[Verse 4: Wooh da Kid]
You can come try, you can come test
But this Glock right here leaves a big mess
So Icey Boys, we're swagging through your whole team
Like Malcolm X, I'm getting bands by any means
I got marching bands, in my pocket
I think it's a battle, tell the drummer to stop it
Don't need a plug, my CEO got bricks
If my bands running low, I'm coming for your sh**