I'm Just Getting Bands
All I had was time on my hands made a hundred grand
Now I got the time on my wrist Rolex diamonds dance
Now I got that Gucci on my shirt Balmain on my pants
They try to fuck with me but they can't I'm just getting bands
Chopper blow that bitch just like a fan damn
I drink too much forty I can't stand who I am
I smoke too much weed and my momma she do not like that
I just met yo bitch and now I think that ima pipe that
I ride with my safety like a mother fucking quarterback
This ain't guaranteed I could fall just like a bike rack
If it pop off my niggas gone shoot like shiraq
If I catch a case then best believe that we gonna fight that
Wish I could buy back
All of the time that
I spent with all they niggas they all mad at me
Pull up in a Cadillac
Range Rover give em chills in they spine homie
Cause they used to bet on me
It's safe to say I make more than yo big homie
Man he is a big dummy
All I had was time on my hands made a hundred grand
Now I got the time on my wrist Rolex diamonds dance
Now I got that Gucci on my shirt Balmain on my pants
They try to fuck with me but they can't I'm just getting bands
Now I got the time on my wrist Rolex diamonds dance
Now I got that Gucci on my shirt Balmain on my pants
They try to fuck with me but they can't I'm just getting bands
Chopper blow that bitch just like a fan damn
I drink too much forty I can't stand who I am
I smoke too much weed and my momma she do not like that
I just met yo bitch and now I think that ima pipe that
I ride with my safety like a mother fucking quarterback
This ain't guaranteed I could fall just like a bike rack
If it pop off my niggas gone shoot like shiraq
If I catch a case then best believe that we gonna fight that
Wish I could buy back
All of the time that
I spent with all they niggas they all mad at me
Pull up in a Cadillac
Range Rover give em chills in they spine homie
Cause they used to bet on me
It's safe to say I make more than yo big homie
Man he is a big dummy
All I had was time on my hands made a hundred grand
Now I got the time on my wrist Rolex diamonds dance
Now I got that Gucci on my shirt Balmain on my pants
They try to fuck with me but they can't I'm just getting bands
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Writer(s): Marcus Kirkwood
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