Rich The Kid - Bands lyrics

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Rich The Kid - Bands lyrics

[Hook – Mally Bandz] Cause I’m the man If I ain’t text you b**h, i’m prolly chasing bands We ain’t shaking hands (nooo) If I ain’t text you b**h, i’m prolly chasing bands If you want extra, I told her to bring a friend She wanna sit, now she sleeping of a xan This heat on me gon give you a tan We don’t do no flexing on the gram She ain’t ask no questions, just got in All I did was text and hit again What the f** you in here for ain’t tryna win Diamonds look a waterfall and they blinding them Get here looking lost, you misguide them Every year as soon I got in [Verse 1 – Melo Guyzer] On the gram talking greasy I’m out on you like 3d Designer dripping like Fiji Lowkey, n***a wanna be me Get that money, thats the basics Whole lotta blue faces Taking trips out to the Vegas f**ing b**hes, different races This lean got me in the Matrix Cookie [?], I Going gorilla, going ape sh** Then I pull up in the big fit Baby girl, she was fiending So I ran up in Nemans I spend what you n***as dreaming She wanna glizzy, she a demon I got in on me, I run it now f**ing everybody like furniture Boy, your in trouble with the Punisher I saw [?] like coroner I wanna run it up bands Now you bro, I ain’t no mans My bro pop you like xan He the homie, he cool like a fan [Hook – Mally Bandz] Cause I’m the man If I ain’t text you b**h, i’m prolly chasing bands We ain’t shaking hands (nooo) If I ain’t text you b**h, i’m prolly chasing bands If you want extra, I told her to bring a friend She wanna sit, now she sleeping of a xan This heat on me gon give you a tan We don’t do no flexing on the gram She ain’t ask no questions, just got in All I did was text and hit again What the f** you in here for ain’t tryna win Diamonds look a waterfall and they blinding them Get here looking lost, you misguide them Every pack I get year as soon I got in [Verse 2 – Rich the Kid] I told that bih please don’t complain Hoe, this a bentley, not a range I’m tryna f**, I’m kicking game Oh that’s your boyfriend, he a lame Everything, straight flooded Double cup, still money One around hunnid I was broke, came from nothing She wanna hop in I f**ing her sister, her best friend They accusing each other, they lesbian The p**y licking when they [?] in [Hook – Mally Bandz] Cause I’m the man If I ain’t text you b**h, i’m prolly chasing bands We ain’t shaking hands (nooo) If I ain’t text you b**h, i’m prolly chasing bands If you want extra, I told her to bring a friend She wanna sit, now she sleeping of a xan This heat on me gon give you a tan We don’t do no flexing on the gram She ain’t ask no questions, just got in All I did was text and hit again What the f** you in here for ain’t tryna win Diamonds look a waterfall and they blinding them Get here looking lost, you misguide them Every year as soon I got in

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