Band$
I got, I got Huncho swagged on this beat
Go ahead lil baby, call ya friends up
Tell your man to go and get his bands up
All these niggas, they can't stand us
Let 'em man up
We go'n keep on counting all these
Bands
Bands
Bands
Bands
Bands
While they hating, we keep counting all 'em
Bands
Bands
Bands
Bands
Bands
While they hating, we keep counting all 'em
Waking up, yeah like every single day
Tryna get right to that paper, every single different way
If you know me, know I'm all about my pay
And I wish a nigga would, like i want him a chalet
Let her in once, she a groupie
She said "Jay, please take me to the movies"
I ain't know her, but she claiming that she knew me
Had to tell her stories, call me Bachigalupe
Stomping on 'em snakes in the grass
Ain't no new niggas ever getting past
Yeah, they like bringing up my past
Took her clothes off, "Lil Jay" was tatted on her ass
Gang way bitch
Young Cool Whip
Sachi, Dame, and Young Bricks
Try touch fam, you getting hit
Either that or I'm taking ya girls lips BITCH
Go ahead lil baby, call ya friends up
Tell your man to go and get his bands up
All these niggas, they can't stand us
Let 'em man up
We go'n keep on counting all these
Bands
Bands
Bands
Bands
Bands
While they hating, we keep counting all 'em
Bands
Bands
Bands
Bands
Bands
While they hating, we keep counting all 'em
Get the bag, run it back, like I'm AB
Fuck you, you too, nigga pay me
Get the bag, run it back, like I'm AB
Fuck you, you too, nigga pay me
I was born broke
Ima die rich
And I'm wanting all the green like I'm fuckin Irish.
And he just found out his main was my side bitch
And it's wild, yeah I met her working on a night shift
You dig
Dusties smoking cigs
Ballers living big
Bitches geekin off a jigg
L-A-V-I-S-H, yea that's how I'm tryna live
Skirting off the lot
Busting at the feds
Only one life
Gotta live it right
I don't needa drank
In my cup is sprite
Kickin' back all day
Party through the night
Thotties always trife
Nigga, better watch ya wife
Go ahead lil baby, call ya friends up
Tell your man to go and get his bands up
All these niggas, they can't stand us
Let 'em man up
We go'n keep on counting all these
Bands
Bands
Bands
Bands
Bands
While they hating, we keep counting all 'em
Bands
Bands
Bands
Bands
Bands
While they hating, we keep counting all 'em
Go ahead lil baby, call ya friends up
Tell your man to go and get his bands up
All these niggas, they can't stand us
Let 'em man up
We go'n keep on counting all these
Bands
Bands
Bands
Bands
Bands
While they hating, we keep counting all 'em
Bands
Bands
Bands
Bands
Bands
While they hating, we keep counting all 'em
Waking up, yeah like every single day
Tryna get right to that paper, every single different way
If you know me, know I'm all about my pay
And I wish a nigga would, like i want him a chalet
Let her in once, she a groupie
She said "Jay, please take me to the movies"
I ain't know her, but she claiming that she knew me
Had to tell her stories, call me Bachigalupe
Stomping on 'em snakes in the grass
Ain't no new niggas ever getting past
Yeah, they like bringing up my past
Took her clothes off, "Lil Jay" was tatted on her ass
Gang way bitch
Young Cool Whip
Sachi, Dame, and Young Bricks
Try touch fam, you getting hit
Either that or I'm taking ya girls lips BITCH
Go ahead lil baby, call ya friends up
Tell your man to go and get his bands up
All these niggas, they can't stand us
Let 'em man up
We go'n keep on counting all these
Bands
Bands
Bands
Bands
Bands
While they hating, we keep counting all 'em
Bands
Bands
Bands
Bands
Bands
While they hating, we keep counting all 'em
Get the bag, run it back, like I'm AB
Fuck you, you too, nigga pay me
Get the bag, run it back, like I'm AB
Fuck you, you too, nigga pay me
I was born broke
Ima die rich
And I'm wanting all the green like I'm fuckin Irish.
And he just found out his main was my side bitch
And it's wild, yeah I met her working on a night shift
You dig
Dusties smoking cigs
Ballers living big
Bitches geekin off a jigg
L-A-V-I-S-H, yea that's how I'm tryna live
Skirting off the lot
Busting at the feds
Only one life
Gotta live it right
I don't needa drank
In my cup is sprite
Kickin' back all day
Party through the night
Thotties always trife
Nigga, better watch ya wife
Go ahead lil baby, call ya friends up
Tell your man to go and get his bands up
All these niggas, they can't stand us
Let 'em man up
We go'n keep on counting all these
Bands
Bands
Bands
Bands
Bands
While they hating, we keep counting all 'em
Bands
Bands
Bands
Bands
Bands
While they hating, we keep counting all 'em
Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Hoff
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