Lil Yachty - Start Over lyrics

[Chorus: Ferrari Ferrell] I done f** my bands up, had to start over I done f** my bands up, I had to ride home Yeah they told that gang stuff you know that slide on me Yeah they keep a couple guns, but they ain't pulling out, you know wa**up f** some bands up, f** her with gritty hoes I done f** some bands up I got to start over I done f** some bands up I had to ride home This some bunch of gutter sh** I keep the slide on me [Verse 1: Ferrari Ferrell] Yeah we had hella sticks, we was f**in up Hit a lick, then the strip bands f**ed it up n***a we them bad boys, ain't no money on us n***a f** up, they don't want us Bullets f** the stomach n***as say he got a problem, n***a pull up Yeah yeah, you dealing with some robbers we gon take what's yours Yeah you claim you got some stick but you ain't shooting up Yeah we be on our sh**, we blowing bands and thugging Get to bustin [Chorus] f** my bands up, had to start over I done f** my bands up, I had to ride home Yeah they told that gang stuff you know that slide on me Yeah they keep a couple guns, but they ain't pulling out, you know wa**up f** some bands up, f** her with gritty hoes I done f** some bands up I got to start over I done f** some bands up I had to ride home This some bunch of gutter sh** I keep the slide on me [Verse 2: Lil Yachty] Better duck from the shells Break her back just like hell You n***as gon tell After 11 I jumped to a teen, cause I do not f** with twelve I do not get at you n***as and b**hes Leave his a** with stitches, if he touch my digits Pull up to the scene, all you hear is crickets Body went ghost when he saw we wid it I'm richer now, make a phone call and he'll get you now Lock down with the same family Cause all these new n***as be switch around It's Boat, fresher than scope, gold on my throat I pledge an oath To stay on my toes, to stay down with my bro's I keep a round Anything that my n***a want he can get it Cause if I call up my n***a, bet that he let you get it Loyalty, King of the teens and royalty Just saw your new girl look like foil b (fake) Young n***a rich, f**ing up the sacks, f**ing on your b**h [Chorus: Ferrari Ferrell] I done f** my bands up, had to start over I done f** my bands up, I had to ride home Yeah they told that gang stuff you know that slide on me Yeah they keep a couple guns, but they ain't pulling out, you know wa**up f** some bands up, f** her with gritty hoes I done f** some bands up I got to start over I done f** some bands up I had to ride home This some bunch of gutter sh** I keep the slide on me [Verse 3: Ferrari ferrell] We on hella sh**, on my loopy sh** She said she celibate, why don't we sell a b**h All we know is bricks, no construction sh** [?] We just real n***as doing real things Thats a bunch of n***as with some sticks Tryin a move the d**, [?] n***a pull up make the car flip Youngin caught a lick and brought me back your sh** Now i'm in the club with yo sh** I just want the money, put my n***as on But they on that gang, gang, gang sh** n***a you ain't real, walk in my shoes n***a you ain't hard enough All a n***a wanna [?] n***a all you do is act a groupie, wanna roll with them stars and em n***a leave you dead, leave your family prayin to the stars and em [Chorus: Ferrari Ferrell] I done f** my bands up, had to start over I done f** my bands up, I had to ride home Yeah they told that gang stuff you know that slide on me Yeah they keep a couple guns, but they ain't pulling out, you know wa**up f** some bands up, f** her with gritty hoes I done f** some bands up I got to start over I done f** some bands up I had to ride home This some bunch of gutter sh** I keep the slide on me