Bands Up
This that claim for the fame
Cause the money ain't a thing
I ain't trippin' on a hoe
Cause all these bitches are the same
Now I'm movin' on a check
She trynna fuck for the fame
I might fuck her then I'll leave her
Yeah I don't know her name
Through the door yeah I tell her where her ass goes
Sayin' that she hate me I'm a motherfuckin' asshole
Sorry that's how that goes
Breaking all these hearts on these bad hoes
They'll never look better than a motherfuckin' bankroll
Peso
I'm a little sinner not a motherfuckin' angel
The devil in the paper then I'll never have a halo
Lord can't help me when I'm back on this bullshit
I'm busy gettin' guap all the crew really do this
I'm a little sinner not a motherfuckin' angel
The devil in the paper then I'll never have a halo
Lord can't help me when I'm back on this bullshit
I'm busy gettin' guap all the crew really do this
When I die they gone love me like they should
Steady talkin' bout my name like I always knew they would
Everybody gettin' mad cause a nigga eatin' good
I don't stress about nobody cause I'm doin' what I should
Baby gettin' my bands up
Baby gettin' my bands up
Baby gettin' my bands up
Baby gettin' my
Baby gettin' my
Baby gettin' my
When I die they gone love me like they should
Steady talkin' bout my name like I always knew they would
Everybody gettin' mad cause a nigga eatin' good
I don't stress about nobody cause I'm doin' what I should
Baby gettin' my bands up
Baby gettin' my bands up
Baby gettin' my bands up (Look)
Baby gettin' my (I'm)
Baby gettin' my (Trynna)
Baby gettin' my (Put)
My trenches on the map on every track I get it jumpin'
Tell that hoe lay on her back I bet she feel it in her stomach
My time is money
So fuck that watch if ain't flooded
Tell them haters keep suckin' my dick 2020 I'm cummin'
All these bitches wanna fuck with me they see I'm in my duffy
I'm at the movies with a whoopie best believe that she suckin'
These niggas groupies they salute me when they see me in public
They trynna use me only hit me when they need me for somethin'
But I've trynna run my bands up so I've been isolated
Why niggas
Lookin' at my pockets like I'm obligated
I never
Had a handout I was constantly patient
Even when I felt stuck in this shit like constipation
That bullshit they do over there
We don't tolerate it
These niggas love to flex they chains until we confiscate it
Get up on em
Like give it up don't make this complicated
Tell the feds
I don't know shit and fuck cooperatin'
Cause the money ain't a thing
I ain't trippin' on a hoe
Cause all these bitches are the same
Now I'm movin' on a check
She trynna fuck for the fame
I might fuck her then I'll leave her
Yeah I don't know her name
Through the door yeah I tell her where her ass goes
Sayin' that she hate me I'm a motherfuckin' asshole
Sorry that's how that goes
Breaking all these hearts on these bad hoes
They'll never look better than a motherfuckin' bankroll
Peso
I'm a little sinner not a motherfuckin' angel
The devil in the paper then I'll never have a halo
Lord can't help me when I'm back on this bullshit
I'm busy gettin' guap all the crew really do this
I'm a little sinner not a motherfuckin' angel
The devil in the paper then I'll never have a halo
Lord can't help me when I'm back on this bullshit
I'm busy gettin' guap all the crew really do this
When I die they gone love me like they should
Steady talkin' bout my name like I always knew they would
Everybody gettin' mad cause a nigga eatin' good
I don't stress about nobody cause I'm doin' what I should
Baby gettin' my bands up
Baby gettin' my bands up
Baby gettin' my bands up
Baby gettin' my
Baby gettin' my
Baby gettin' my
When I die they gone love me like they should
Steady talkin' bout my name like I always knew they would
Everybody gettin' mad cause a nigga eatin' good
I don't stress about nobody cause I'm doin' what I should
Baby gettin' my bands up
Baby gettin' my bands up
Baby gettin' my bands up (Look)
Baby gettin' my (I'm)
Baby gettin' my (Trynna)
Baby gettin' my (Put)
My trenches on the map on every track I get it jumpin'
Tell that hoe lay on her back I bet she feel it in her stomach
My time is money
So fuck that watch if ain't flooded
Tell them haters keep suckin' my dick 2020 I'm cummin'
All these bitches wanna fuck with me they see I'm in my duffy
I'm at the movies with a whoopie best believe that she suckin'
These niggas groupies they salute me when they see me in public
They trynna use me only hit me when they need me for somethin'
But I've trynna run my bands up so I've been isolated
Why niggas
Lookin' at my pockets like I'm obligated
I never
Had a handout I was constantly patient
Even when I felt stuck in this shit like constipation
That bullshit they do over there
We don't tolerate it
These niggas love to flex they chains until we confiscate it
Get up on em
Like give it up don't make this complicated
Tell the feds
I don't know shit and fuck cooperatin'
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Writer(s): Axel Gomez
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