Plenty Bands Young Smokes

[Intro]
KP Beats

[Chorus]
My Rollie shy of fifty bands (Fifty bands)
Go against me, you a silly man (A silly man)
Keys to the Bimma like I'm Beenie Man (Zim-zimma)
My G got plenty grams, plenty bands
My Rollie shy of fifty bands (Fifty bands)
Go against me, you a silly man (A silly man)
Keys to the Bimma like I'm Beenie Man (Zim-zimma)
My G got plenty grams, plenty bands

[Verse 1]
Bad riders, the way I'm shooting stars
We even done it out of moving cars
There's no strings, I ain't pulling no guitars (No way)
AMG, smoke the chase like cigars
I'm not the one to play with (Hell nah)
The Q5, inside it's like a spaceship (Oh shit)
I've got workers, I don't give 'em payslips
My plug love white, I think he racist (Ah)
Got Cali, Biscotti and Zushi
My young G's shooting like Rooney (Pa, pa)
It ain't Forex, the way that I trade (Nah)
We line the sales like an I.D. parade