Lyrics 1000 Bands (feat. Qdafool) - Bigg OC

Ima run up a whole thousand bands
And i done came up off a Thousand grams
Keep a stick by my side like the Taliban
Ima shoot for my dog like da son Sam
I get them bundles
Back In the day use to crank out The tunnel
Good og n it can from out Humboldt
B i double g I'm makin it double
Uh yea ima go get it the harder Way
K wit the scope i can see u from Far away
Packs coming in and im gon get Em gone today
Still n da trap eryday it's a Holiday
Keep me a glick i walk down Like da infantry
Fuck on ya bih n i took her to Tiffanys
Step on the work and my shoes Come from Italy
Bust down da bell wit a passion Tho Literally yea
You know me from rapping
The streets know I'm wrapping Them bows
It's a wrap if you play with my Bro
Got some drums and some Beams
So my bitch too attached to the Pole
Nigga say that we broke he Dummy
Seen Nigga's turn to snake for The love of the money
You knew that you ratted
You should've seen it coming
My charger is matted they hear How I'm comin
My challenger scatted the feds They don't touch me
I pay my lawyer a pretty penny Fuck he just say bro hand me the Semi
He got the k rolled them niggas Silly
Set up the table yes I'm on my Grizzly
Why u on the payroll I'm ballin i
In fendi
Bro shot him in public he knew It was risky
They put him on TV so now he Can't come back
Them niggas switched sides so Now they can't come back
Ima run up a whole thousand bands
And i done came up off a Thousand grams
Keep a stick by my side like the Taliban
Ima shoot for my dog like da son Sam
I get them bundles
Back In the day use to crank out The tunnel
Good og n it can from out Humboldt
B i double g I'm makin it double
Uh yea ima go get it the harder Way
K wit the scope i can see u from Far away
Packs coming in and im gon get Em gone today
Still n da trap eryday it's a Holiday
Keep me a glick i walk down Like da infantry
Fuck on ya bih n i took her to Tiffanys
Step on the work and my shoes Come from Italy
Bust down da bell wit a passion Tho Literally yea
My shop it be open Des hoes gon switch up like the seasons
My niggas gon shoot for a reason
I kno dat dem bags they gon touch by the weekend
I do what im doin i make it look easy
Nigga purp out ima leave em
Lie to once so now i ont believe ya
Bad lil bih she a eater
B i double g i can't even keep her
Uh I got dat pressure u kno ima Move da shit
My package gon touch n u kno i ain't new to this
My yung niggas wreckless and
They don't care who they hit
Brand new tek n came wit a coolin kit
Cost Lil extra the whip got the body kit
Ten sticks thousand rounds what we slidin wit
Hellcat do dash when I'm ridin it
Ima Walk down on the opps let fire hit
Ima run up a whole thousand bands
And i done came up off a Thousand grams
Keep a stick by my side like the Taliban
Ima shoot for my dog like da son Sam
I get them bundles
Back In the day use to crank out The tunnel
Good og n it can from out Humboldt
B i double g I'm makin it double
Uh yea ima go get it the harder Way
K wit the scope i can see u from Far away
Packs coming in and im gon get Em gone today
Still n da trap eryday it's a Holiday
Keep me a glick i walk down Like da infantry
Fuck on ya bih n i took her to Tiffanys
Step on the work and my shoes Come from Italy
Bust down da bell wit a passion Tho Literally yea