[Intro]
AceTheFace
[Chorus: OhGeesy]
This ain't a Milly Rock, this a money dance
And my dick ain't hard, that's a thirty in my pants
I got thirty of them bands, I'ma make a stripper dance
And I'ma fuck a nigga bitch 'cause he nerdy, she a fan
The molly either white or it's yellow like some sand
If you need it, hit my line, know I got it, I'm the man
Oxycontin, thizzle, Xans, that's what made me all these bands
Niggas talkin' hella reckless so we layin' all these hands
[Verse 1: OhGeesy]
Bands, bands, bands, all I think about commas
Thirty in a forty, all I think about drama
I'm finna get this money, give it right to my mama
Playin' with the chicken, you gon' meet all the llamas
Bands, bands, bands, all I think about commas
Thirty in a forty, all I think about drama
I'm finna get this money, give it right to my mama
Playin' with the chicken, you gon' meet all the llamas
[Verse 2: Rob Vicious]
I need money, I need weed, I need drank (I need drank)
Niggas knockin', ain't a fiend and I'm straight (Man)
These niggas tellin' stories but they don't be who we think (Nah)
Talkin' like he ain't a pussy but he lyin' in your face (Fuck)
I been bossin' since a rookie, watchin' niggas from the back
Smokin' cookie out the pack and shootin' niggas rockin' black (Rrah)
P's gettin' taxed, I guess I'm back to sellin' crack
Got a lick for couple racks, then tell a nigga where it's at (Where it's at)
AceTheFace
[Chorus: OhGeesy]
This ain't a Milly Rock, this a money dance
And my dick ain't hard, that's a thirty in my pants
I got thirty of them bands, I'ma make a stripper dance
And I'ma fuck a nigga bitch 'cause he nerdy, she a fan
The molly either white or it's yellow like some sand
If you need it, hit my line, know I got it, I'm the man
Oxycontin, thizzle, Xans, that's what made me all these bands
Niggas talkin' hella reckless so we layin' all these hands
[Verse 1: OhGeesy]
Bands, bands, bands, all I think about commas
Thirty in a forty, all I think about drama
I'm finna get this money, give it right to my mama
Playin' with the chicken, you gon' meet all the llamas
Bands, bands, bands, all I think about commas
Thirty in a forty, all I think about drama
I'm finna get this money, give it right to my mama
Playin' with the chicken, you gon' meet all the llamas
[Verse 2: Rob Vicious]
I need money, I need weed, I need drank (I need drank)
Niggas knockin', ain't a fiend and I'm straight (Man)
These niggas tellin' stories but they don't be who we think (Nah)
Talkin' like he ain't a pussy but he lyin' in your face (Fuck)
I been bossin' since a rookie, watchin' niggas from the back
Smokin' cookie out the pack and shootin' niggas rockin' black (Rrah)
P's gettin' taxed, I guess I'm back to sellin' crack
Got a lick for couple racks, then tell a nigga where it's at (Where it's at)
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