Rubberband
I got just a rubberband on my wrist, no jewels
But on my other hand is a lick, no food
I'm runnin' cause I can't stand to sit, and don't snooze
So fuck the upper-hand, I won't quit, and won't lose
I'm lovin' what I am, real as shit, and no tool
Still stuntin' puffin' grams cause I'm lit, no fuze
Fuck another man's bitch and I dip, like she mine
She love it so much she can keep quiet every time
Aye, yea, ugh, Ballin' like the nets
Cause I be all in, every night, no rest
I know I'm drawlin', I'm paintin' life; a sketch
And drawin' as I'm talkin' shit but just write in pen
Ugh, yea, talkin' shit to you
Like we opposites, I'm walkin' wit two huge
Blunts, coughin' often, but lockin' in to not
End in a coffin, we poppin', bitch you not
I throw up a couple bands cause I can and it don't matter bitch
Cause what's a hundred grand when all you want is happiness?
Smoke covers what I am as I put on my mask tonight
We on drugs and blunted and wearin' three chains, flashy like
A camera, nasty like acne but still amerous
Hazardous, if you get at me I be accurate
The maverick, savvy like a granny on my savage shit
Stamina, had me goin' two hours on average, bitch
I got just a rubberband on my wrist, no jewels
Still fuckin' up your plans like a drout, got no moves
I ain't stuntin' cause I can't, I ain't rich, but broke you
Cause you don't understand or know how I'm so smooth
So fuck your other man, he ain't shit, I'd blow you
Off but you come up with plans for my dick below you
Aye, fuck a hundred grand, I want six to go through
But they want me up in the stands, so I sit and don't move
So ride with me, and I'll show you some shit
If you lie with me, then you like no other bitch
And I'll be complete, it felt like hell and I'm crushin'
Cause it's the girl at work with a man that I fell in love with, fuck
I may appear like I'm a peer, but I can't hear y'all up here
I'm on another time this year, trying to move in my career
Nobody down to ride, it's clear like water, so don't adhere
In my own lane and I'm a steer until there nobody near
I ride solo, 'til I got to run up on someone
Like by yolo, never backing down, I don't run from
No one, slomo, once I track you clown then the hunt done
I don't go broke, but I stashed two thou with a gun hun (Just in case)
I got just a rubberband, and I'm still flexin'
I run it up and dance, yea, look how I'm steppin'
She doesn't understand, but she still reppin'
Do somethin' but you can't, I'm never restin'
No money up in my pants, but I'm still impressin'
Like I'm Russian but if I am, I got some questions
I stay one hundred but expand, to get attention
Ball just above the rest and do me like a legend
I got just a rubberband, and I'm still flexin'
I run it up and dance, countin' my blessin's
Call me what you want my man, just don't call me second
I'm up in front, and I can't lack for a second
Yea, fuck the gram, life ain't like no heaven
I just want the money and to know what I'm destined
It's love and such a trance, havin' this weapon
Cause it was too much we can't say we a pawn when we wet shit
But on my other hand is a lick, no food
I'm runnin' cause I can't stand to sit, and don't snooze
So fuck the upper-hand, I won't quit, and won't lose
I'm lovin' what I am, real as shit, and no tool
Still stuntin' puffin' grams cause I'm lit, no fuze
Fuck another man's bitch and I dip, like she mine
She love it so much she can keep quiet every time
Aye, yea, ugh, Ballin' like the nets
Cause I be all in, every night, no rest
I know I'm drawlin', I'm paintin' life; a sketch
And drawin' as I'm talkin' shit but just write in pen
Ugh, yea, talkin' shit to you
Like we opposites, I'm walkin' wit two huge
Blunts, coughin' often, but lockin' in to not
End in a coffin, we poppin', bitch you not
I throw up a couple bands cause I can and it don't matter bitch
Cause what's a hundred grand when all you want is happiness?
Smoke covers what I am as I put on my mask tonight
We on drugs and blunted and wearin' three chains, flashy like
A camera, nasty like acne but still amerous
Hazardous, if you get at me I be accurate
The maverick, savvy like a granny on my savage shit
Stamina, had me goin' two hours on average, bitch
I got just a rubberband on my wrist, no jewels
Still fuckin' up your plans like a drout, got no moves
I ain't stuntin' cause I can't, I ain't rich, but broke you
Cause you don't understand or know how I'm so smooth
So fuck your other man, he ain't shit, I'd blow you
Off but you come up with plans for my dick below you
Aye, fuck a hundred grand, I want six to go through
But they want me up in the stands, so I sit and don't move
So ride with me, and I'll show you some shit
If you lie with me, then you like no other bitch
And I'll be complete, it felt like hell and I'm crushin'
Cause it's the girl at work with a man that I fell in love with, fuck
I may appear like I'm a peer, but I can't hear y'all up here
I'm on another time this year, trying to move in my career
Nobody down to ride, it's clear like water, so don't adhere
In my own lane and I'm a steer until there nobody near
I ride solo, 'til I got to run up on someone
Like by yolo, never backing down, I don't run from
No one, slomo, once I track you clown then the hunt done
I don't go broke, but I stashed two thou with a gun hun (Just in case)
I got just a rubberband, and I'm still flexin'
I run it up and dance, yea, look how I'm steppin'
She doesn't understand, but she still reppin'
Do somethin' but you can't, I'm never restin'
No money up in my pants, but I'm still impressin'
Like I'm Russian but if I am, I got some questions
I stay one hundred but expand, to get attention
Ball just above the rest and do me like a legend
I got just a rubberband, and I'm still flexin'
I run it up and dance, countin' my blessin's
Call me what you want my man, just don't call me second
I'm up in front, and I can't lack for a second
Yea, fuck the gram, life ain't like no heaven
I just want the money and to know what I'm destined
It's love and such a trance, havin' this weapon
Cause it was too much we can't say we a pawn when we wet shit
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Writer(s): Ryan Lomonaco
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