[Intro: Tory Lanez]
Those niggas got bread
But it ain't like mine
Hundred bands on you
Hundred bands on you
[Verse 1: Syph]
We top down in the summer time
Take flight when it gets cold
I put it down like H-town 'cause my cup full and I sip slow
All I see is this money, nigga
Can’t see a hater, got tunnel vision
Racks, all my true allegiance
Ballin' on 'em is my prescription
I’m about to throw up and grow on this shawty
Her boyfriend a broke nigga but she think he ballin'
Bands'll make her dance so I throw it up
Hundred grand on the floor make you throw up
Nu Money-Money Gang make you know us
In a drop top Mazi doin' donuts
Know us, got my Louis shades on but I can see the money
And that white girl, she keep it comin'
Red bottoms and gold bottles, Louis XIII, that’s sneaker money
I put her on game but she breathe the money
But the game is meant to be sold
Make a nigga wanna spend a hundred bands, it's magic on that pole
Those niggas got bread
But it ain't like mine
Hundred bands on you
Hundred bands on you
[Verse 1: Syph]
We top down in the summer time
Take flight when it gets cold
I put it down like H-town 'cause my cup full and I sip slow
All I see is this money, nigga
Can’t see a hater, got tunnel vision
Racks, all my true allegiance
Ballin' on 'em is my prescription
I’m about to throw up and grow on this shawty
Her boyfriend a broke nigga but she think he ballin'
Bands'll make her dance so I throw it up
Hundred grand on the floor make you throw up
Nu Money-Money Gang make you know us
In a drop top Mazi doin' donuts
Know us, got my Louis shades on but I can see the money
And that white girl, she keep it comin'
Red bottoms and gold bottles, Louis XIII, that’s sneaker money
I put her on game but she breathe the money
But the game is meant to be sold
Make a nigga wanna spend a hundred bands, it's magic on that pole
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