Fuck Up The Bands YSN Flow

[Intro]
Yeah
Really be poppin' my shit
Yeah, on granny
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Glrrr

[Chorus]
Fuck up the bands, racks in my pockets, can't pull up my pants
Still made it work, never made me no plans
I made some money before I made fans
Knew they was fake with me before I had friends
These niggas sneaky, ain't shakin' no hands
They said I couldn't, I showed 'em I can
Choppas on deck, they came straight from [?]
These niggas can't, never talk when I ran

[Verse 1]
Unless a run up that bag
Hop in that [?] and run up thе dash
I really think that I'm ahead of my dad
I stay on my feet back when еverythin' crash
I get a check and put half in the stash
Poppin' my shit but stay humble, don't brag
I know that feelin' to get it
And that feelin' inside of your stomach
'Cause you finna crash, relax
Chill on them pills, I'm not tryna relapse
These niggas broke, I'm not tryna be that
Know 'bout the struggle, don't wanna go back
Straight out that mud, I'm addicted to Act'
[?] Squirtle, I'm feelin' like Ash
She all about me, I be feelin' like crack
Can't talk [?] but stucked my strap
I took a loss and got stabbed in my back
Watch how I come back
Any bitch I get a dick, you gon' run back
I gave 'em some love, I never got nothin' back
Been through a lot, I just think, "Where my gun at?"
I heard you know the nigga who just killed your nigga
Ain't no question, you gotta go blow back
I'm gon' stay ten toes on my lonely
Get caught in that jam, you gon' think where your bro at