B4theparty
I throw up five when I feel like the man
Get load by da pounds I don't get them in grams
I don't want no Love got a blunt in my hands
Can't ride da wave so they stay on da sand
In love da money I'm named after bands
I went up with all of my dogs took a chance
I need a mill 'fore fly to Japan
Designer my garments be coming from France
Count it up on the plane blow it all when we land
They hating I know it's all part of da plan
They ain't stand on none so they can't understand
I get it I spend it then get it again
I'm in the game makin plays not the stands
This gas in my blunt put a mans in a trance
I want da Millie's da Millie's da Millie's
I want da Millie's da Millie's da Millie's
But If I
Eva
Go broke
I might
Trap out
Trap out
Trap out
Trap out
Bands be running through the trap house
Bands be comin through the trap house yeah
Bands be running through the trap house
Bands be comin through the trap house
Rollin up trees like it's Christmas time
I let her eat me like dinner time
Get to the cake man I feel like I'm Debbie
I got One eye on the prize like I'm Fetty
Cannot get jealous in all these Margulies
My niggas always on go they be ready
N I might glow in all these baguettes
Young skinny nigga the pockets be heavy
Came from the bottom I'm still getting plenty
(Still getting plenty)
This shit be more than enough
I get this shit quick I was born in a rush
Ain't no hoe dat me gone trust
She really hate I don't worry enough
Slide in da Benz aye five really up
I Don't need no friend bitch the guys is enough
Keep working like I don't get tired enough
Got to stack full of ones
Aye yo Sett where are da blunts
He got zas he got runts
Bitch we turning it up
We been turning it up
I Keep a drink in my cup
I Keep a bitch fa my lust
But If I
Eva
Go broke
I might
Trap out
Trap out
Trap out
Trap out
Bands be running through the trap house
Bands be comin through the trap house yeah
Bands be running through the trap house
Need a new watch all stones In a glass house
Jonny fucking Bands nigga
Jonny fucking bands nigga
And I'm Fucked up
Yeah I'm Fucked up yeah
(Bands)
Get load by da pounds I don't get them in grams
I don't want no Love got a blunt in my hands
Can't ride da wave so they stay on da sand
In love da money I'm named after bands
I went up with all of my dogs took a chance
I need a mill 'fore fly to Japan
Designer my garments be coming from France
Count it up on the plane blow it all when we land
They hating I know it's all part of da plan
They ain't stand on none so they can't understand
I get it I spend it then get it again
I'm in the game makin plays not the stands
This gas in my blunt put a mans in a trance
I want da Millie's da Millie's da Millie's
I want da Millie's da Millie's da Millie's
But If I
Eva
Go broke
I might
Trap out
Trap out
Trap out
Trap out
Bands be running through the trap house
Bands be comin through the trap house yeah
Bands be running through the trap house
Bands be comin through the trap house
Rollin up trees like it's Christmas time
I let her eat me like dinner time
Get to the cake man I feel like I'm Debbie
I got One eye on the prize like I'm Fetty
Cannot get jealous in all these Margulies
My niggas always on go they be ready
N I might glow in all these baguettes
Young skinny nigga the pockets be heavy
Came from the bottom I'm still getting plenty
(Still getting plenty)
This shit be more than enough
I get this shit quick I was born in a rush
Ain't no hoe dat me gone trust
She really hate I don't worry enough
Slide in da Benz aye five really up
I Don't need no friend bitch the guys is enough
Keep working like I don't get tired enough
Got to stack full of ones
Aye yo Sett where are da blunts
He got zas he got runts
Bitch we turning it up
We been turning it up
I Keep a drink in my cup
I Keep a bitch fa my lust
But If I
Eva
Go broke
I might
Trap out
Trap out
Trap out
Trap out
Bands be running through the trap house
Bands be comin through the trap house yeah
Bands be running through the trap house
Need a new watch all stones In a glass house
Jonny fucking Bands nigga
Jonny fucking bands nigga
And I'm Fucked up
Yeah I'm Fucked up yeah
(Bands)
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Writer(s): Jonny Bands
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