TheRealYbvnds
BvndBoyMakesTheMusic
Real Ybands, bitch
Yeah
Uh
Yeah
Uh
Bitch, I'm livid
I'm gon' give you stitches
Weed all in my system
Scratch your checklist
We gon' hunt his ass and lynch him like he nigga
Fuck these niggas
Shot came with a bang
I know his ass is scary
We could run a stain and fuck up his whole brain like Scary Terry
Put me on some ice
Itch the pole like It got lice
You want what I got
You gotta work hard
It comes with a price
Smoking on this Za Its
Gonna get me higher than the price
Better roll your boat, cause we come through like tidal waves and nines
I can't feel my face I'm geek
I can't feel my face I'm fried
Niggas think I'm demon, cause I'm always having red eyes
Bitch, open the door
I'm in the function smoking dead guys
I told that bitch I love her, but you know that shit a damn lie
I only see that bitch at night
She thought I was a vampire
Stop talking about them opps that you ain't kill, boy
You a damn lie
I can't feel my face
I think my tolerance is too high
We got shorties dancing, getting litty
Shit gon' pop a titty
Ain't nobody fucking with us
We the hottest in the city
Keep a Glock with 50, cause you know these opps, they trying to get me
Try to rob my bag
I shot your ass, and now your bag is shitty
Yeah, your bag is shitty
I'm the littest nigga in the city
Main opposition
We gon' get them gone
Looking at me wrong
I make you cheer like you got pom-poms
Ma stay on my back
I'm trying to get intone with his songs
Make you see the world and book our flight to first class
We gone
I just spent a check and double back on money
We on
Spend too much on clothes
I'm trying to be a fashion icon
Looking back at the accomplishments and the shit I've done
Look at the shit I've done
Look at the L's I took
Look at the times I won
Didn't think that I would be rich
My whole life, I ain't have shit
Now my money is flipping and doing gymnastics
Money is making my life so fantastic
She doing a trick and she calling it magic
I met this stripper, bitch
She was that magic
I told this stripper, bitch, I am a rapper
She was like, baby, my boy is a maverick
I gotta fuck that little bitch with a rapper
I fuck that bitch and she told me go faster
I fuck that bitch and she told me go faster
I fuck that bitch and she told me go faster
I fuck that bitch and she told me go faster
I want a friend cause her ass is way faster
She told me she love me
I know she a actress
Can't fuck with that bitch cause I know she a catfish
I don't know nothing about soccer, but this is a hat trick
To save me this money it took me some practice
Shit, it look easy, but you know I practice
I painted my nails and they call me a faggot
I made a bet out of money and napped on it
Sucking my dick while I'm smoking I ashed on her
She got a dick no I can't pass to her
BvndboyMakesTheMusic
Real Ybands, bitch
Yeah
Uh
Yeah
Uh
Bitch, I'm livid
I'm gon' give you stitches
Weed all in my system
Scratch your checklist
We gon' hunt his ass and lynch him like he nigga
Fuck these niggas
Shot came with a bang
I know his ass is scary
We could run a stain and fuck up his whole brain like Scary Terry
Put me on some ice
Itch the pole like It got lice
You want what I got
You gotta work hard
It comes with a price
Smoking on this Za Its
Gonna get me higher than the price
Better roll your boat, cause we come through like tidal waves and nines
I can't feel my face I'm geek
I can't feel my face I'm fried
Niggas think I'm demon, cause I'm always having red eyes
Bitch, open the door
I'm in the function smoking dead guys
I told that bitch I love her, but you know that shit a damn lie
I only see that bitch at night
She thought I was a vampire
Stop talking about them opps that you ain't kill, boy
You a damn lie
I can't feel my face
I think my tolerance is too high
We got shorties dancing, getting litty
Shit gon' pop a titty
Ain't nobody fucking with us
We the hottest in the city
Keep a Glock with 50, cause you know these opps, they trying to get me
Try to rob my bag
I shot your ass, and now your bag is shitty
Yeah, your bag is shitty
I'm the littest nigga in the city
Main opposition
We gon' get them gone
Looking at me wrong
I make you cheer like you got pom-poms
Ma stay on my back
I'm trying to get intone with his songs
Make you see the world and book our flight to first class
We gone
I just spent a check and double back on money
We on
Spend too much on clothes
I'm trying to be a fashion icon
Looking back at the accomplishments and the shit I've done
Look at the shit I've done
Look at the L's I took
Look at the times I won
Didn't think that I would be rich
My whole life, I ain't have shit
Now my money is flipping and doing gymnastics
Money is making my life so fantastic
She doing a trick and she calling it magic
I met this stripper, bitch
She was that magic
I told this stripper, bitch, I am a rapper
She was like, baby, my boy is a maverick
I gotta fuck that little bitch with a rapper
I fuck that bitch and she told me go faster
I fuck that bitch and she told me go faster
I fuck that bitch and she told me go faster
I fuck that bitch and she told me go faster
I want a friend cause her ass is way faster
She told me she love me
I know she a actress
Can't fuck with that bitch cause I know she a catfish
I don't know nothing about soccer, but this is a hat trick
To save me this money it took me some practice
Shit, it look easy, but you know I practice
I painted my nails and they call me a faggot
I made a bet out of money and napped on it
Sucking my dick while I'm smoking I ashed on her
She got a dick no I can't pass to her
BvndboyMakesTheMusic
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