Young Scooter - Run Ya Bands Up lyrics

(feat. Big Bank Black) [Chorus:] I live a dope boy life When you're hustling some days you can't get right I live a dope boy life When you're hustling some days you can't get right. Run your bands up, run your bands up, Run your bands up, run your bands up, Run your bands up, run your bands up, Run your bands up, run your bands up. [Verse 1:] I'm a bad chemist, I work bands up, You a dope boy, hold your hands up You never saw a break, get your grounds up You're a bad b**h, run your bands up. Baking soda, I got rich up on the hammer I'm the king of the streets, I got it handled. Counting, counting checks, get your camera All I do is flix, they can't stand it. Street certified, I don't rap lies, But I rap piles, I'm jugging over grind. Cross scooter and white chocolate talking homicide The life I live got my family thinking I'm a die. [Chorus:] I live a dope boy life When you're hustling some days you can't get right I live a dope boy life When you're hustling some days you can't get right. Run your bands up, run your bands up, Run your bands up, run your bands up, Run your bands up, run your bands up, Run your bands up, run your bands up. [Verse 2:] You rapper don't respect me, do you like my n***a, Gucci? A rapper don't respect me, than we gonna get to shoot. You n***as hating on me cause they can't f** with Gucci But jugg over quarter million last week with Gucci. I run my bands up and I don't run my friends up About to change my rap game and leave my n***as plugged up Cause we're running days with us, ain't nobody go f** with us, All my partner loyal to me, n***a, in B and G we trust. Long as we're still breathing we gonna keeping getting the trunk. They put bands on my head but ain't nobody never trying the luck No messing with co-cities on six, you know we're plugged up I see some haters in this house, I tell them run their bands up. [Chorus:] I live a dope boy life When you're hustling some days you can't get right I live a dope boy life When you're hustling some days you can't get right. Run your bands up, run your bands up, Run your bands up, run your bands up, Run your bands up, run your bands up, Run your bands up, run your bands up. [Verse 3:] OG, got bands from the old days I remember I had dreams of a full way Jugg it good, me and Ike on the four way Everybody in the mob about that gunplay Saw a n***a last week, he lost his whole face Thirty murders in one year, they took the hood away They're setting ducktape again, they try to build a case I'm trying to serve these f**ing packs above the pillowcase. Ain't got a come up for a n***a, pull up to the truck Big Bank can't get caught up on a wild thing If you're a real street n***a you understand that Big Bank can't get caught up on a wild time. [Chorus:] I live a dope boy life When you're hustling some days you can't get right I live a dope boy life When you're hustling some days you can't get right. Run your bands up, run your bands up, Run your bands up, run your bands up, Run your bands up, run your bands up, Run your bands up, run your bands up.