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Yeah Yeah
You Know I be walking with bands
I'm dripping all over the floor man
You run up I'm getting you slammed
Pick him bag him up, I ain't playing
You Know I be walking with bands
I'm dripping all over the floor man
You run up I'm getting you slammed
Pick him up bag him up, I ain't playing
I just was counting up bands
Now she wanna fuck on my floor plan
I came up from dealing with grams
Pick it up bag it up
Then I ran
Like fuck it
You hear what I'm saying
I don't even hear what she saying
I just be knowing she playing
Her hands out like she praying
Yeah Yeah, bag it up
That shit to big can't bag it up
Awe man back it up
That's on eighteen, can't back it up
Man, pack it up
On my bullshit
Ain't had enough
What you mean
This shit to easy
When I spit, I back it up
I back it up
I'm adding up
I'm with these digits adding up
Don't play by the rules
Still adding up
I'm on no drugs no pistol tucked
Don't play your part gonna see what up
Aye yo, one sec
"Aye C what up?"
Them boys right there
Wanna see what up
Ya I don't know
Just send them up
Yeah Yeah
Ya I ain't playing no more
Swear I used to trap by the store
If ain't buying that
You got to go
I ain't never stressing
About a hoe
I just counted racks
Right before
Hand in her hair
Like a comb
She Remember that
Still in my zone
I be smoking zips off the cone
If ain't bout zip
Dodge a broke
Get it gone
Out the back door
Watch me break it down to the O
Said he cool
If you say so
Hit my cell
From the payphone
I was In the cell
All Alone
Now I'm In her phone
And her back bone
Calling, asking me to come home
She be calling like I want some
Not one, I want all of them
Built this shit from the ground up
So I'm really tryna stand on them
Rubber breaking
Talking bands on them
Keep it straight
No trans on them
Send it in, Imma land on them
Make them mad
Hundred grand on them
I just was counting up bands
Now she wanna fuck on my floor plan
I came up from dealing with grams
Pick it up bag it up
Then I ran
Like fuck it
You hear what I'm saying
I don't even hear what she saying
I just be knowing she playing
Her Hands out like she praying
I just was counting up bands
Now she wanna fuck on my floor plan
I came up from dealing with grams
Pick it up bag it up
Then I ran
Like fuck it
You hear what I'm saying
I don't even hear what she saying
I just be knowing she playing
Her Hands out like she praying
Oh you got onlyfans
No bitch I got only bands
Dead guys I don't need no friends
This much could buy me a Benz
Never need, I be with them ends
Show my dick
Or my ass again
And make em tip
On what I'm clapping in
You ain't notice mentions then
I was really talking to some killers
Who be blasting them
Like I'm well protected
I don't even need a mask again
I ain't Durk or Von
But when you see me
Know I'm back again
Still probably don't believe me
But I promise never cashing in
You Know I be walking with bands
I'm dripping all over the floor man
You run up I'm getting you slammed
Pick him bag him up, I ain't playing
You Know I be walking with bands
I'm dripping all over the floor man
You run up I'm getting you slammed
Pick him up bag him up, I ain't playing
I just was counting up bands
Now she wanna fuck on my floor plan
I came up from dealing with grams
Pick it up bag it up
Then I ran
Like fuck it
You hear what I'm saying
I don't even hear what she saying
I just be knowing she playing
Her Hands out like she praying
You Know I be walking with bands
I'm dripping all over the floor man
You run up I'm getting you slammed
Pick him bag him up, I ain't playing
You Know I be walking with bands
I'm dripping all over the floor man
You run up I'm getting you slammed
Pick him up bag him up, I ain't playing
I just was counting up bands
Now she wanna fuck on my floor plan
I came up from dealing with grams
Pick it up bag it up
Then I ran
Like fuck it
You hear what I'm saying
I don't even hear what she saying
I just be knowing she playing
Her hands out like she praying
Yeah Yeah, bag it up
That shit to big can't bag it up
Awe man back it up
That's on eighteen, can't back it up
Man, pack it up
On my bullshit
Ain't had enough
What you mean
This shit to easy
When I spit, I back it up
I back it up
I'm adding up
I'm with these digits adding up
Don't play by the rules
Still adding up
I'm on no drugs no pistol tucked
Don't play your part gonna see what up
Aye yo, one sec
"Aye C what up?"
Them boys right there
Wanna see what up
Ya I don't know
Just send them up
Yeah Yeah
Ya I ain't playing no more
Swear I used to trap by the store
If ain't buying that
You got to go
I ain't never stressing
About a hoe
I just counted racks
Right before
Hand in her hair
Like a comb
She Remember that
Still in my zone
I be smoking zips off the cone
If ain't bout zip
Dodge a broke
Get it gone
Out the back door
Watch me break it down to the O
Said he cool
If you say so
Hit my cell
From the payphone
I was In the cell
All Alone
Now I'm In her phone
And her back bone
Calling, asking me to come home
She be calling like I want some
Not one, I want all of them
Built this shit from the ground up
So I'm really tryna stand on them
Rubber breaking
Talking bands on them
Keep it straight
No trans on them
Send it in, Imma land on them
Make them mad
Hundred grand on them
I just was counting up bands
Now she wanna fuck on my floor plan
I came up from dealing with grams
Pick it up bag it up
Then I ran
Like fuck it
You hear what I'm saying
I don't even hear what she saying
I just be knowing she playing
Her Hands out like she praying
I just was counting up bands
Now she wanna fuck on my floor plan
I came up from dealing with grams
Pick it up bag it up
Then I ran
Like fuck it
You hear what I'm saying
I don't even hear what she saying
I just be knowing she playing
Her Hands out like she praying
Oh you got onlyfans
No bitch I got only bands
Dead guys I don't need no friends
This much could buy me a Benz
Never need, I be with them ends
Show my dick
Or my ass again
And make em tip
On what I'm clapping in
You ain't notice mentions then
I was really talking to some killers
Who be blasting them
Like I'm well protected
I don't even need a mask again
I ain't Durk or Von
But when you see me
Know I'm back again
Still probably don't believe me
But I promise never cashing in
You Know I be walking with bands
I'm dripping all over the floor man
You run up I'm getting you slammed
Pick him bag him up, I ain't playing
You Know I be walking with bands
I'm dripping all over the floor man
You run up I'm getting you slammed
Pick him up bag him up, I ain't playing
I just was counting up bands
Now she wanna fuck on my floor plan
I came up from dealing with grams
Pick it up bag it up
Then I ran
Like fuck it
You hear what I'm saying
I don't even hear what she saying
I just be knowing she playing
Her Hands out like she praying
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