Bands Right

You ain't Never had to hit that road to get them bands right
Sitting on yo ass without no bag what yo plans like
Bitch don't get me heated I can show you what that fan like
They eating if I'm eating when I'm up I get my mans right
You ain't Never had to hit that road to get them bands right
Sittin on yo ass without no bag what yo plans like
Bitch don't get me heated I can show you what that fan like
They eating if I'm eating when I'm up I get my mans right

Sloppy roll on me you can tell cause my pants tight
Took yo nigga stick you gone get blowed with yo mans pipe
Real nigga I ain't Never hated in my Danm life
It look good on the net but bitches knowing that's yo mans ice
We running out of molly I can show you what that tan like
Billy kush and lean that's a perfect Vinny Bands night
You rather be a bum then go and get it What you saying right
Boy I got some niggas still gone rob you just for playing nice
Boy I got some niggas still gone take you down out of bounds
Niggas better duck when brodie empty clips and spin around
I just gotta play from GG OG finna send dem pounds
Nigga I ain't arguing with bitches when I'm gettin loud
In the bity nigga I ain't ain't stopping at no red lights
I know that's yo bitch I'm just trynna see what the head like
Freaky lil bitch she Trynna feel what my bed like
Fuck that I pulled in and cracked her on the headlights

You ain't Never had to hit that road to get them bands right
Sittin on yo ass without no bag what yo plans like
Bitch don't get me heated I can show you what that fan like
They eating if I'm eating when I'm up I get my mans right
You ain't Never had to hit that road to get them bands right
Sitting on yo ass without no bag what yo plans like
Bitch don't get me heated I can show you what that fan like
They eating if I'm eating when I'm up I get my mans right

I was on the road fed chances I was taking em
Switched it up to jugging now my bands be looking fake to them
That's the hate in them
Nigga up and they can't take the shit
How you mad at me get off yo ass and go make some shit
Break a bitch whole back got her hollering ain't no faking it
Take the Bitch right to phipps plaza and let her spend a bit
You ain't hip tap in nigga we got big sauce
Big Foe ask bout me Ima big boss
Flat screens on the big wall having big talks
I got fours and fives play with ging and get yo shit chalked
Boy acting like you tuff as hell we got big clips
If I shoot this bitch it hit you from the corner like Khawi Leonard
I just ran another twenty up
Me and Vinny going dumb fuck the bity up
Bad bitch from Bolorado want to eat me up
Had to hoe some niggas they ain't want to see me up

You ain't Never had to hit that road to get them bands right
Sitting on yo ass without no bag what yo plans like
Bitch don't get me heated I can show you what that fan like
They eating if I'm eating when I'm up I get my mans right
You ain't Never had to hit that road to get them bands right
Sittin' on yo ass without no bag what yo plans like
Bitch don't get me heated I can show you what that fan like
They eating if I'm eating when I'm up I get my mans right



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Writer(s): Devin Lloyd
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