80's (feat. Soly Wop)
Niggas come up and fall off and never comeback
Yo bitch didn't fag she choose up She ain't gone come back
Had a hundred dollars on the blade I said I don't want that
Nigga if you tell then nigga that's no comeback
Aye they done ran out of moves along time ago
Eye for a eye yeah nigga that's how the Bible go
Niggas acting hard but I dare you try to try me though
Born in the 80's but I was raised in the 90's ho
Broke bitch got a sad story play a violin
One week nigga one bitch I'm tryna make ten
Watch what I buy nigga if ever crash my Benz
Got them looking at me like a nigga really made it
Niggas walking on a path that I done paved man
Calls slowing down so it's time to hit the blade
Calls slowing down so it's time to hit the blade
She wearing ray bans
And she made about like eight bands
I fuck with real bitch's that didn't come to shake no niggas hand
Niggas say they selling powder but ain't even got a fucking gram
Been up for a few days you see a nigga nodding off
Niggas ran out of moves but look like they got it all
I can't buy nothing out the mall cause I done bought it all
I fuck with niggas fighting cases
On the blade throwing doors up in these mother fucking hos faces
Its some time to pull some bands out
Yeah had to tell a nigga I ain't never asked for no handout
Baby girl you see me standout
Buy my shit out the mall nigga I ain't run it
Man my money ain't gone run out
It cost to be a boss you gone see me when I come out
Yea its time to pull them bands out
Yeah its time yeah its time yeah its time to pull them bands out
I ain't asking for no handout
Bitch fagged off on me and man that shit didn't pan out
Nigga time to pull them bands out
Yeah its time yeah its time yeah its time to pull them bands out
Money I ain't never ran out
Yeah baby girl every time you see me man I stand out
Yeah I'm used to touching bands now
Yeah baby girl you see me man I'm used to touching bands now
All this money in my hands now
Yeah bitch you looking ham now
And I hopped out my coop and a nigga had the blame out
Baby see me have them bands now
When you wanna fuck with me baby come with them bands now
When you see me bitch I stand out
Yeah baby girl I might be riding with the blame now
See me riding with the blame now
Baby girl nigga all the shit that happened wasn't planned out
Yo bitch didn't fag she choose up She ain't gone come back
Had a hundred dollars on the blade I said I don't want that
Nigga if you tell then nigga that's no comeback
Aye they done ran out of moves along time ago
Eye for a eye yeah nigga that's how the Bible go
Niggas acting hard but I dare you try to try me though
Born in the 80's but I was raised in the 90's ho
Broke bitch got a sad story play a violin
One week nigga one bitch I'm tryna make ten
Watch what I buy nigga if ever crash my Benz
Got them looking at me like a nigga really made it
Niggas walking on a path that I done paved man
Calls slowing down so it's time to hit the blade
Calls slowing down so it's time to hit the blade
She wearing ray bans
And she made about like eight bands
I fuck with real bitch's that didn't come to shake no niggas hand
Niggas say they selling powder but ain't even got a fucking gram
Been up for a few days you see a nigga nodding off
Niggas ran out of moves but look like they got it all
I can't buy nothing out the mall cause I done bought it all
I fuck with niggas fighting cases
On the blade throwing doors up in these mother fucking hos faces
Its some time to pull some bands out
Yeah had to tell a nigga I ain't never asked for no handout
Baby girl you see me standout
Buy my shit out the mall nigga I ain't run it
Man my money ain't gone run out
It cost to be a boss you gone see me when I come out
Yea its time to pull them bands out
Yeah its time yeah its time yeah its time to pull them bands out
I ain't asking for no handout
Bitch fagged off on me and man that shit didn't pan out
Nigga time to pull them bands out
Yeah its time yeah its time yeah its time to pull them bands out
Money I ain't never ran out
Yeah baby girl every time you see me man I stand out
Yeah I'm used to touching bands now
Yeah baby girl you see me man I'm used to touching bands now
All this money in my hands now
Yeah bitch you looking ham now
And I hopped out my coop and a nigga had the blame out
Baby see me have them bands now
When you wanna fuck with me baby come with them bands now
When you see me bitch I stand out
Yeah baby girl I might be riding with the blame now
See me riding with the blame now
Baby girl nigga all the shit that happened wasn't planned out
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Writer(s): Daniel Molino
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