10 Bandz

10 bands on me nigga that's light
I swear them xan's make them think I sell white
We get that tan in and step on that twice
I made a phone call and bitch I took flight
My grand momma say that I ain't living right
Got four lines of that tech in my sprite
Got two bitches on the hound with that ice
All we know is sell dope and live trife

My white bitch she ride the hound like a bike
My east side Bitch she fuck a nigga right
They want the Percocet's no they don't want them vikes
I'm Christan loub stepping these ain't no mikes
Feel like lebron when I'm in LA catching flight
Tap in with yae the next day I catch a flight
Back to the o what you boys know about this life
They pull me over fuck around and give me life
My niggas strapped them boys don't know about a fight
A strapaholic Zeek be clutching on the pipe
A trapaholic I'mma whip it til it's right
I met my plug and fell in love with the price

10 bands on me nigga that's light
I swear them xan's make them think I sell white
We get that tan in and step on that twice
I made a phone call and bitch I took flight
My grand momma say that I ain't living right
Got four lines of that tech in my sprite
Got two bitches on the hound with that ice
All we know is sell dope and live trife

10 Bands all 100's got 100 blues
Yo baby turned into a runner got her stuffing to
I told her go on and hit the Junction put the car on cruise
Thanksgiving in the spot it's a lot of food
Bitch have you ever seen 20,000
Momma bust into the room I was 20 counting
I feel like usher with this work I can move a mountain
I had work on me at school meet me by the fountain
Four lines left just like this verse
Now it's three same thing on the work
Got that girl in the pot made her twerk
Conversations on the phone talk in code I need skirts

10 bands on me nigga that's light
I swear them xan's make them think I sell white
We get that tan in and step on that twice
I made a phone call and bitch I took flight
My grand momma say that I ain't living right
Got four lines of that tech in my sprite
Got two bitches on the hound with that ice
All we know is sell dope and live trife

All I know is cook the work and get off all this weight
50 20's make a band lets get this money straight
I'm tapped in I could hit you with 100 thangs
But I won't because you might just be the dea
In this foreign finna take them on a high speed chase
Took a nigga bitch but only for a couple days
Fucked her good and made her take a package on the plane
Boy drop yo nuts and hit this spirit wit this 40k
And once you make it we
Be laughing walking out the bank
At pappadeaux like poppa joe eating shrimp and steak
I heard you niggas sneak dissing while I'm out of state
Drop some money on them smurders just to up the rate

10 bands on me nigga that's light
I swear them xan's make them think I sell white
We get that tan in and step on that twice
I made a phone call and bitch I took flight
My grand momma say that I ain't living right
Got four lines of that tech in my sprite
Got two bitches on the hound with that ice
All we know is sell dope and live trife



Credits
Writer(s): King Meech
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