Off The Wall Kai Bandz (Ft. DB.Boutabag)

[Intro: Kai Bandz]
Bands on me, huh, slam on me
Huh, rollers try to blurp, we out the jam, homie
I was sick at my—
Ayy, huh

[Chorus: Kai Bandz]
Huh, bands on me, huh, slam on me
Huh, rollers try to blurp, we out the jam, homie
I was sick at my dog, he damn near ran on me
It's all good, this dog shit mean it's bands on me
Huh, could show a ten-ball, huh, twenty-ball
Huh, thirty-ball, and a fifty-ball, huh
I can skip the forty, nigga, 'cause it's in my drawers, huh
These some Off-White kicks, these ain't Off The Wall

[Verse 1: Kai Bandz]
Roll a white paper, sip some juice, it's gon' get me loose
Just crashed a V8 in Clyde's name, it was a rental too
Done blew through a birdie in three months, now I'm a bigger dude
Been steppin' all week in high fashion, I need some bigger shoes
Top shotta, you couldn't walk a mile in my shoes
Hit the road, I just drove some miles for these blues
Me versus you? She'll choose, I bet you lose
I ain't even try to walk this beat, tried to play it cool
Don't turn me down in this bitch, turn me up, huh
Yeah, I was down back then, but now I'm up, huh
Dreamed about the Benz and the Bentley truck
Now I'm in a foreign and the seats is fucked
Stay in your lane, lil' nigga, you might crash
I just smoke, sit back, and get a bag
Huh, been gettin' money (Okay, I did that)
Huh, these bands keep comin' (I know, I get that)
Huh, walk up in this bitch like, "How you doin'?"
Soon as I walk up in this bitch, they get influenced
If I showed you how to ball, it's up to you to go and do it
I don't even try to do it, I just make get money music, huh
But they been knew that, though, that's my slogan
Skinny nigga, pockets buff as Hulk Hogan
And this shit still serious like Joker, but I ain't jokin'
I swear these bands keep pokin' or it's the stick that I'm totin'?