Bands 2
Yuh, Yuh
I been on 22 33
How you ain't heard of me
Either you sleep or you dead (either you sleep or you dead!)
All of your amor is nursery
Not for emergency
Why would I aim for the head? (Why would I aim for the head?)
He got a bag and brag now
I get a check and say less
Don't you know everything labb now
If it ain't put it to rest
Fuck is you talking 'bout?
Been big BeenDope on 80'
On 20' all 20' no maybes
Wanna talk pull brinks up
Fuck all the run around, yeah
Bad news, talk up, don't save me
Try play, get played, don't play me
Riedels get clinked up
Fuck is a hunnid thou'?
Low key on me, I flex
Touched 40 that's cool, What's next?
New broke can't link up
Fuck what you heard about
L.A. two Bs that's next up
Keep glow round me that's vestas
Niggas shine round son
So I gotta sing a hunnid thousand praises
My brothers a hunnid thou ain't shaking
I could leave a hunnid thousand vacant
And still count a hunnid thousand later
Peep the position on neck piece
Started a starter won't bench me
Fuck is you saying?
He sent me money through mailing if he said he checked me
Cuz I got ends that I can't even talk about
Couple wins that I can't even talk about
Spin a jam to a win I ain't falling out
New demands, I'm the one that they warned em 'bout
Brooklyn nigga from the 9' if they asking
Labb on em got the clique for the fashion
Want no problems, but I been with the action
They was doubting now the diamond could smack 'em
I want the Acura, Ain't shit, Change
You might've knew but you do not know me
It's ancient, Wave (bye!)
A lot of you copping designer, and flexing it cost you an arm and thigh
Save all your dollars
You are not drippin my brother, your plumbing is fine (Ha!)
Raising the stakes and I'm raising my standards
I'm raising my level of broke too
You made some money but blow it to nothing
Forever a nigga that hopes to
We rather do it, I'm focused the motion is fluid
Ain't with it
The fuck is you doing
I'm low and I'm booming
I plot then I got what I rooted
He with it so don't be a doofus
'Cuz you niggas spinning too much
So you dizzy too much
So you probably ain't busy enough
We keep a Vinny on tuck
If a digi is smudge
He get busy we divi' the cut
And I just got curved, lil' bitch did a bird move
Backed up back into the birk
Let her fly, that's what birds do
I had the torch and I gave it to Hollywood
He took it up how I thought he would
Your list is a force you cannot be the source 'cuz if I am not on it
You probably should, off yourself (Baow!)
I'm just playing, I ain't tripping on it
Won't forget it when you come requesting
I'm just saying I need bigger portions
They love to marvel at what you got
I'm tryna learn how the fuck you got it
They talking like they don't want your spot
I'm bout to get you the fuck up out it
I'm moving brand new
You feel a way I ain't ask you
My mood is Bands Two
Square all my dollars they past due
Cuz I been on 22 33
How you ain't heard of me
Either you sleep or you dead
All of your amor is nursery
Not for emergency
Why would I aim for the head
He got a bag and brag now
I get a check and say less
Don't you know everything's Labb now
If it ain't put it to rest, yeah
I been on 22 33
How you ain't heard of me
Either you sleep or you dead (either you sleep or you dead!)
All of your amor is nursery
Not for emergency
Why would I aim for the head? (Why would I aim for the head?)
He got a bag and brag now
I get a check and say less
Don't you know everything labb now
If it ain't put it to rest
Fuck is you talking 'bout?
Been big BeenDope on 80'
On 20' all 20' no maybes
Wanna talk pull brinks up
Fuck all the run around, yeah
Bad news, talk up, don't save me
Try play, get played, don't play me
Riedels get clinked up
Fuck is a hunnid thou'?
Low key on me, I flex
Touched 40 that's cool, What's next?
New broke can't link up
Fuck what you heard about
L.A. two Bs that's next up
Keep glow round me that's vestas
Niggas shine round son
So I gotta sing a hunnid thousand praises
My brothers a hunnid thou ain't shaking
I could leave a hunnid thousand vacant
And still count a hunnid thousand later
Peep the position on neck piece
Started a starter won't bench me
Fuck is you saying?
He sent me money through mailing if he said he checked me
Cuz I got ends that I can't even talk about
Couple wins that I can't even talk about
Spin a jam to a win I ain't falling out
New demands, I'm the one that they warned em 'bout
Brooklyn nigga from the 9' if they asking
Labb on em got the clique for the fashion
Want no problems, but I been with the action
They was doubting now the diamond could smack 'em
I want the Acura, Ain't shit, Change
You might've knew but you do not know me
It's ancient, Wave (bye!)
A lot of you copping designer, and flexing it cost you an arm and thigh
Save all your dollars
You are not drippin my brother, your plumbing is fine (Ha!)
Raising the stakes and I'm raising my standards
I'm raising my level of broke too
You made some money but blow it to nothing
Forever a nigga that hopes to
We rather do it, I'm focused the motion is fluid
Ain't with it
The fuck is you doing
I'm low and I'm booming
I plot then I got what I rooted
He with it so don't be a doofus
'Cuz you niggas spinning too much
So you dizzy too much
So you probably ain't busy enough
We keep a Vinny on tuck
If a digi is smudge
He get busy we divi' the cut
And I just got curved, lil' bitch did a bird move
Backed up back into the birk
Let her fly, that's what birds do
I had the torch and I gave it to Hollywood
He took it up how I thought he would
Your list is a force you cannot be the source 'cuz if I am not on it
You probably should, off yourself (Baow!)
I'm just playing, I ain't tripping on it
Won't forget it when you come requesting
I'm just saying I need bigger portions
They love to marvel at what you got
I'm tryna learn how the fuck you got it
They talking like they don't want your spot
I'm bout to get you the fuck up out it
I'm moving brand new
You feel a way I ain't ask you
My mood is Bands Two
Square all my dollars they past due
Cuz I been on 22 33
How you ain't heard of me
Either you sleep or you dead
All of your amor is nursery
Not for emergency
Why would I aim for the head
He got a bag and brag now
I get a check and say less
Don't you know everything's Labb now
If it ain't put it to rest, yeah
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Writer(s): Darius Henry
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