[Hook]
I'm on that sand, man
Sandman, I'm on that sand, man
That sand, man
I'm on that molly same time, man
That sand, man
Sandman, I'm on that sand, man
That sand, man
Sandman, I'm on that sand, man
That sand, man
Sandman, I'm on that sand, man
That sand, man
Sandman, I'm on that sand, man
That molly santan
I'm on that molly santan
I'm on that molly santan
I'm on that molly santan
I'm on that molly santan
[Verse 1]
It's time to boot up on them petty bitches
Fuck them hoes who out here on the come-up petty living
I can't stop booting up, I don't know my limit
Really in the game, why you niggas in a scrimmage
Had to break away from niggas, got a different vision
I just sold like forty bags all on different women
Niggas steady stealing swag, and they know they timid
I been flexing with that cash, talking real spinach
Niggas watching what I had but I'm still spending
Took a gram and a half, now the room spinning
Spent a quarter and a half on that mall pending
She came like a fool with a million pending
Pray to God every day and I'm still sinning
Took a trip to L.A, I can't stop sinning
I can't rock that Bape if it ain't vintage
True, if your money late I need that shit with interest
Most these niggas fake and I been stacking digits
And if we fall off we gon' sell that midget
Took a hospital trip and I'm still sipping
I'm stuck all in my ways, you gotta live with it
I'm on that sand, man
Sandman, I'm on that sand, man
That sand, man
I'm on that molly same time, man
That sand, man
Sandman, I'm on that sand, man
That sand, man
Sandman, I'm on that sand, man
That sand, man
Sandman, I'm on that sand, man
That sand, man
Sandman, I'm on that sand, man
That molly santan
I'm on that molly santan
I'm on that molly santan
I'm on that molly santan
I'm on that molly santan
[Verse 1]
It's time to boot up on them petty bitches
Fuck them hoes who out here on the come-up petty living
I can't stop booting up, I don't know my limit
Really in the game, why you niggas in a scrimmage
Had to break away from niggas, got a different vision
I just sold like forty bags all on different women
Niggas steady stealing swag, and they know they timid
I been flexing with that cash, talking real spinach
Niggas watching what I had but I'm still spending
Took a gram and a half, now the room spinning
Spent a quarter and a half on that mall pending
She came like a fool with a million pending
Pray to God every day and I'm still sinning
Took a trip to L.A, I can't stop sinning
I can't rock that Bape if it ain't vintage
True, if your money late I need that shit with interest
Most these niggas fake and I been stacking digits
And if we fall off we gon' sell that midget
Took a hospital trip and I'm still sipping
I'm stuck all in my ways, you gotta live with it
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