Spend It
My trunk so damn loud, it's gonna wake up all the neighbors
100 bands, 200 bands
300 bands, 400 bands
500 bands, 600 bands
700 bands, 800 bands
Why the valet scratch my car in the parking lot? (Skrrt)
This bitch wanna come with me, she say she want some cock (skrrt)
I put her in that GLE, she wanna give me top (top)
Meanwhile, I'm in that CLS just looking for the opps
Bitch, I'm poppin' out with all my diamonds on
Nigga touch my neck, I swear to God that you ain't goin' home (goin' home)
Got a 100 racks, 200 racks, then pass it to my mans (mans)
Hit your block, nigga, then double back, bet we gon' spin again (spin again)
100 bands, 200 bands
300 bands, 400 bands
500 bands, 600 bands
700 bands, 800 bands
I pray you cry when yo' mama die
In the trap loaning Ps, lookin' for five-O
Now she wanna be my baby, but I can't even cuff no ho
Now she wanna be up late and watch some movies in the room
It was cool until I fount out my nigga hit her too
Hit the club and then I went crazy, VIP booth
Got a 100 racks, 200 racks, then pass it to my mans (mans)
Hit your block, nigga, then double back, bet we gon' spin again (spin again)
100 bands, 200 bands
300 bands, 400 bands
500 bands, 600 bands
700 bands, 800 bands
Got a 100 racks, 200 racks, then pass it to my mans
Hit your block, nigga, then double back, bet we gon' spin again
100 bands, 200 bands
300 bands, 400 bands
500 bands, 600 bands
700 bands, 800 bands
Why the valet scratch my car in the parking lot? (Skrrt)
This bitch wanna come with me, she say she want some cock (skrrt)
I put her in that GLE, she wanna give me top (top)
Meanwhile, I'm in that CLS just looking for the opps
Bitch, I'm poppin' out with all my diamonds on
Nigga touch my neck, I swear to God that you ain't goin' home (goin' home)
Got a 100 racks, 200 racks, then pass it to my mans (mans)
Hit your block, nigga, then double back, bet we gon' spin again (spin again)
100 bands, 200 bands
300 bands, 400 bands
500 bands, 600 bands
700 bands, 800 bands
I pray you cry when yo' mama die
In the trap loaning Ps, lookin' for five-O
Now she wanna be my baby, but I can't even cuff no ho
Now she wanna be up late and watch some movies in the room
It was cool until I fount out my nigga hit her too
Hit the club and then I went crazy, VIP booth
Got a 100 racks, 200 racks, then pass it to my mans (mans)
Hit your block, nigga, then double back, bet we gon' spin again (spin again)
100 bands, 200 bands
300 bands, 400 bands
500 bands, 600 bands
700 bands, 800 bands
Got a 100 racks, 200 racks, then pass it to my mans
Hit your block, nigga, then double back, bet we gon' spin again
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Writer(s): Nicholas Simmons, Ionov Aleksey Andreevich
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