100 Bands (feat. bambi)
Yeah, yeah, baow-baow
Count a hunnid bands (what?), count on all my friends (okay)
With me to the end (uh-huh), now I'm settin' trends (uh-huh)
Pull up in a Benz (what?), busy holdin' racks (what?)
We ain't holdin' hands (ha)
I be livin' in the future, but they stuck in the past (in the past)
They be screamin' on my name, yeah, they need vocal rest (rest)
Yo, I'm famous now, that's polly why they codepend' (aah)
I stay up so long, I'll prolly never go to bed (ooh)
Oh my God, I be swaggin'
Every time I talk, yeah, they say they love my accent
Please, forgive me, God, I been lookin' for the answers
Now I say my grace, all I want is a blessin'
Yeah-yeah, roll it up, pour it up, count it up, a hunnid
Ona by chciała mieć dwa życia jak Hannah
Nie lubi, co dostała, to dla niej jest jak kara
Nie podoba się jej życie, te które wylosowała
(Hold up mała), nie płacz, kiedy pada (yeah, yeah, yeah, huh)
Cała sala Ci to wyśpiewała (yeah, yeah, yeah, huh)
Własna talia, którą rozdawałam (yeah, yeah, yeah, huh)
Wybiła mnie do góry, a w kieszeni nadal as ukryty (yeah, yeah, yeah, huh)
I feel it, I mean it, baby bambi budzi zmysły
Nie kminisz, nie widzisz, jestem tu, by zaszyć blizny Ci
Nic Cię nie stopuje, ten typ chciał mieć tylko clout
Kręci, kręci go molly, moja torba to LV bag
Hola hola, ziomy, potańczymy i nic więcej
Nic się nie zmieniło, ale robię większą pengę
Ręce na mej talii, kiedy robią ze mną zdjęcie
Wołam ochroniarza, bo już widzę, że go kręcę (yeah)
Count a hunnid bands (hunnid), count on all my friends (okay, yeah)
With me to the end (uh-huh, huh), now I'm settin' trends (okay)
Pull up in a Benz (yeah), busy holdin' racks (yeah-yeah)
We ain't holdin' hands (yeah)
I be livin' in the future, but they stuck in the past (uh-huh)
They be screamin' on my name, yeah, they need vocal rest (uh-huh)
Yo, I'm famous now, that's prolly why they codepend' (bet)
I stay up so long, I'll prolly never go to bed (damn)
Oh my God, I be swaggin' (oh my God)
Every time I talk (damn), yeah, they say they love my accent
Please, forgive me, God (damn), I been lookin' for the answers
Now I say my grace (yeah), all I want is a blessin' (ooh), yeah-yeah
Oh my God, I be swaggin'
Every time I talk, yeah, they say they love my accent
Please, forgive me, God, I been lookin' for the answers
Now I say my grace, all I want is a, is a
Count a hunnid bands (what?), count on all my friends (okay)
With me to the end (uh-huh), now I'm settin' trends (uh-huh)
Pull up in a Benz (what?), busy holdin' racks (what?)
We ain't holdin' hands (ha)
I be livin' in the future, but they stuck in the past (in the past)
They be screamin' on my name, yeah, they need vocal rest (rest)
Yo, I'm famous now, that's polly why they codepend' (aah)
I stay up so long, I'll prolly never go to bed (ooh)
Oh my God, I be swaggin'
Every time I talk, yeah, they say they love my accent
Please, forgive me, God, I been lookin' for the answers
Now I say my grace, all I want is a blessin'
Yeah-yeah, roll it up, pour it up, count it up, a hunnid
Ona by chciała mieć dwa życia jak Hannah
Nie lubi, co dostała, to dla niej jest jak kara
Nie podoba się jej życie, te które wylosowała
(Hold up mała), nie płacz, kiedy pada (yeah, yeah, yeah, huh)
Cała sala Ci to wyśpiewała (yeah, yeah, yeah, huh)
Własna talia, którą rozdawałam (yeah, yeah, yeah, huh)
Wybiła mnie do góry, a w kieszeni nadal as ukryty (yeah, yeah, yeah, huh)
I feel it, I mean it, baby bambi budzi zmysły
Nie kminisz, nie widzisz, jestem tu, by zaszyć blizny Ci
Nic Cię nie stopuje, ten typ chciał mieć tylko clout
Kręci, kręci go molly, moja torba to LV bag
Hola hola, ziomy, potańczymy i nic więcej
Nic się nie zmieniło, ale robię większą pengę
Ręce na mej talii, kiedy robią ze mną zdjęcie
Wołam ochroniarza, bo już widzę, że go kręcę (yeah)
Count a hunnid bands (hunnid), count on all my friends (okay, yeah)
With me to the end (uh-huh, huh), now I'm settin' trends (okay)
Pull up in a Benz (yeah), busy holdin' racks (yeah-yeah)
We ain't holdin' hands (yeah)
I be livin' in the future, but they stuck in the past (uh-huh)
They be screamin' on my name, yeah, they need vocal rest (uh-huh)
Yo, I'm famous now, that's prolly why they codepend' (bet)
I stay up so long, I'll prolly never go to bed (damn)
Oh my God, I be swaggin' (oh my God)
Every time I talk (damn), yeah, they say they love my accent
Please, forgive me, God (damn), I been lookin' for the answers
Now I say my grace (yeah), all I want is a blessin' (ooh), yeah-yeah
Oh my God, I be swaggin'
Every time I talk, yeah, they say they love my accent
Please, forgive me, God, I been lookin' for the answers
Now I say my grace, all I want is a, is a
Credits
Writer(s): Chris Miles, Daniel Luis Perez, Hugo Cogne, Dina Ayada, Arthur Werther
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