Hunned Bands

Hunned bands and I'm cool as ceiling fans whoa (Yeah, yeah)
Throwing hands you don't wanna play with them no (Let's go)
Call a cab cause I'm 'bout to send you back home
If I want some cash, coming back with a handful (Let's go)
What's the cash app
Imma stash that
Inside a backpack
Get the last laugh
Imma pass that
Like I'm Magic with a bad hip
Michael Vick, going off
Like the dog in the back seat of a Crown Vic (Go)

It's so cold up in my city but it never snows, aye
I been countin' all my pennies, I ain't paying tolls, aye (Let's go)
I'm gon' finish at the rim and call me Derrick Rose, aye
Can't believe it, praising Jesus, you already know, let's go

Gotta get it, gotta go get it, go
Rythm flow with it, yo
With the pick and roll with it
Hit it slow with the wicked whoa
With a scope
Get a coat
Cause we cold with it
Get a cold
With the flow in it
When it's over, the phone ringing
Oh wing it
Never home, in my zone winning
Cause I'm over the flow limit, slow
Gotta slow it down like whoa
I ain't picking up my phone aye (Ooh)

Don't call back
Know I'm prone to have a heart attack (That's facts)
Never last
I'm gon' buy my mom a Burkin bag aye (Let's go)
I'm gon' go to church
God pull me up out the dirt aye (That's facts)
One thing that I learned
Wanna win, then put in work

I ain't even gonna lie
I get heated, summer time
I can sling it, number nine, aye aye
No you ain't a friend of mine
Catch you with another guy
Kiss you with an open eye, aye aye
Catch you outta pace
You gon' get a fade
I can see your face
Look what I done made
Cause it's way bigger
'Nother eight figure
I can lay hitters
Like I'm Mayweather
Cause I'm way better
I get paid, cheddar
I get paid

Hunned bands and I'm cool as ceiling fans whoa (Yeah, yeah)
Throwing hands you don't wanna play with them no (Lets go)
Call a cab cause I'm 'bout to send you back home
If I want some cash, coming back with a handful
What's the cash app
Imma stash that
Inside a backpack
Get the last laugh
Imma pass that
Like I'm Magic with a bad hip
Michael Vick, going off
Like the dog in the back seat of a Crown Vic

2021, Imma get it done
Cause I'm on a run
When I'm having fun in it
Under sun with it
Number one
Getting everyone in it
I'm a gun spitting
Never done with
Fell in love with it
I'm in love with it
Going up with it
Fill your cup with it
Say "wassup" with it
And they wonder I'm the one who's coming up with it like, aye, ooh
I'm about to take a beat and run with it, go

If we going fast
Don't get too attached
Cause I'll do the dash
Soon as I get mad
And it's sad
Wishing I could take it back
Get it back
Everything we used to have
Maybe that's the way it's supposed to be
But I can't handle that, aye (Give it to 'em)

I was nine years old
With the lawns I mowed
Watch it all unfold
So I gave my soul
To the Christ I know
And despite my wrongs
He was right all along, let's go

Hit 'em with the last verse
Put him in a cast first
I don't need no password
Running 'til my calf hurt (Go)
Knocking down a closed door
I can't be your chauffer
I can't do it no more
I been lit since '04 (Let's go)
Working at the carwash
Bought my ice at Walmart
They about to fall hard
Imma break the top charts (Go)
Then I'm gonna take off
I don't care what they thought
Headed to the playoffs
I ain't taking days off, go

(Go let's go let's go)
(Uh, yea, let's go let's go let's go)
(Let's go let's go)
(Let's go, let's go, let's go)
(Let's go let's go)
(Let's go, let's go, let's go)
(Let's go, let's go)
(One, two, three, let's go)

Hunned bands and I'm cool as ceiling fans whoa (Yeah, yeah)
Throwing hands you don't wanna play with them no (Let's go)
Call a cab cause I'm 'bout to send you back home
If I want some cash, coming back with a handful
What's the cash app
Imma stash that
Inside a backpack
Get the last laugh
Imma pass that
Like I'm Magic with a bad hip
Michael Vick, going off
Like the dog in the back seat of a Crown Vic (Let's go)



Credits
Writer(s): Tucker Maxwell
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