[Verse 1: Bands WM]
Don't spark shit over, don't pass me cause it ain't no thrax
Jugg called and say he ain't get his package, I told him chill, relax
Package got lost, send yo cheese so I can send it back
5 bands out the door nigga that's what you call gettin waxed
She woulda thought I'm racist cause I got on this Off-White
Before you get too comfortable hope you know bitch you can't spend the night
Another ham want a pair of shoes
Hold on wait a minute bitch I had to throw the whip on cruise
The way she was suckin' dick had to take off these designer shoes
Whoo, I told the clerk that my name was Jake
I almost blew this bitch thought she knew my ID was fake
Still with that bank shit, little nigga you ever had Chase?
People say keep quiet, fore' the police try to build a case
The police try to flck me with the piece, then I'm gon' do the race
Countin' all this money I damn near had forgot the date
Before I try and slide I gotta make sure they ain't catch my face
Before I meet the plug gotta make sure he ain't seen my waist
If you ain't got 10 little nigga then get up out my face
I told her pop this Perc 30 little nigga she can get in the mood
They ask me what's my job, I said I sell all the latest shoes
Punches they gon' think we got these slides up in the Chevy Cruze
If you think shit sweet, you better ask your mans
I almost had to air this bitch out like we had a fan
My page got exposed the jugg found out it was a scam
You will never catch me no where in a pair of Vans
You will never catch me out lackin' without 10 bands
I think I lost my mind, spent a thousand dollars on a pair of pants
Keep runnin' off, I put ten thousand on your mans
Bitch don't ever say my government, bitch you can call me Bands
Bitch I already told you I wanna fuck you and your fuckin' friends
Bitch I already told you be careful, these thousand dollar pants
He sent me eight hundred euros bitch, cause he was in France
Don't spark shit over, don't pass me cause it ain't no thrax
Jugg called and say he ain't get his package, I told him chill, relax
Package got lost, send yo cheese so I can send it back
5 bands out the door nigga that's what you call gettin waxed
She woulda thought I'm racist cause I got on this Off-White
Before you get too comfortable hope you know bitch you can't spend the night
Another ham want a pair of shoes
Hold on wait a minute bitch I had to throw the whip on cruise
The way she was suckin' dick had to take off these designer shoes
Whoo, I told the clerk that my name was Jake
I almost blew this bitch thought she knew my ID was fake
Still with that bank shit, little nigga you ever had Chase?
People say keep quiet, fore' the police try to build a case
The police try to flck me with the piece, then I'm gon' do the race
Countin' all this money I damn near had forgot the date
Before I try and slide I gotta make sure they ain't catch my face
Before I meet the plug gotta make sure he ain't seen my waist
If you ain't got 10 little nigga then get up out my face
I told her pop this Perc 30 little nigga she can get in the mood
They ask me what's my job, I said I sell all the latest shoes
Punches they gon' think we got these slides up in the Chevy Cruze
If you think shit sweet, you better ask your mans
I almost had to air this bitch out like we had a fan
My page got exposed the jugg found out it was a scam
You will never catch me no where in a pair of Vans
You will never catch me out lackin' without 10 bands
I think I lost my mind, spent a thousand dollars on a pair of pants
Keep runnin' off, I put ten thousand on your mans
Bitch don't ever say my government, bitch you can call me Bands
Bitch I already told you I wanna fuck you and your fuckin' friends
Bitch I already told you be careful, these thousand dollar pants
He sent me eight hundred euros bitch, cause he was in France
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