Lyrics Run Ya Bands Up - Young Scooter feat. Big Bank Black
[Chorus:]
I
live
a
dope
boy
life
When
you're
hustling
some
days
you
can't
get
right
I
live
a
dope
boy
life
When
you're
hustling
some
days
you
can't
get
right.
Run
your
bands
up,
run
your
bands
up,
Run
your
bands
up,
run
your
bands
up,
Run
your
bands
up,
run
your
bands
up,
Run
your
bands
up,
run
your
bands
up.
[Verse
1:]
I'm
a
bad
chemist,
I
work
bands
up,
You
a
dope
boy,
hold
your
hands
up
You
never
saw
a
break,
get
your
grounds
up
You're
a
bad
bitch,
run
your
bands
up.
Baking
soda,
I
got
rich
up
on
the
hammer
I'm
the
king
of
the
streets,
I
got
it
handled.
Counting,
counting
checks,
get
your
camera
All
I
do
is
flix,
they
can't
stand
it.
Street
certified,
I
don't
rap
lies,
But
I
rap
piles,
I'm
jugging
over
grind.
Cross
scooter
and
white
chocolate
talking
homicide
The
life
I
live
got
my
family
thinking
I'm
a
die.
[Chorus:]
I
live
a
dope
boy
life
When
you're
hustling
some
days
you
can't
get
right
I
live
a
dope
boy
life
When
you're
hustling
some
days
you
can't
get
right.
Run
your
bands
up,
run
your
bands
up,
Run
your
bands
up,
run
your
bands
up,
Run
your
bands
up,
run
your
bands
up,
Run
your
bands
up,
run
your
bands
up.
[Verse
2:]
You
rapper
don't
respect
me,
do
you
like
my
nigga,
Gucci?
A
rapper
don't
respect
me,
than
we
gonna
get
to
shoot.
You
niggas
hating
on
me
cause
they
can't
fuck
with
Gucci
But
jugg
over
quarter
million
last
week
with
Gucci.
I
run
my
bands
up
and
I
don't
run
my
friends
up
About
to
change
my
rap
game
and
leave
my
niggas
plugged
up
Cause
we're
running
days
with
us,
ain't
nobody
go
fuck
with
us,
All
my
partner
loyal
to
me,
nigga,
in
B
and
G
we
trust.
Long
as
we're
still
breathing
we
gonna
keeping
getting
the
trunk.
They
put
bands
on
my
head
but
ain't
nobody
never
trying
the
luck
No
messing
with
co-cities
on
six,
you
know
we're
plugged
up
I
see
some
haters
in
this
house,
I
tell
them
run
their
bands
up.
[Chorus:]
I
live
a
dope
boy
life
When
you're
hustling
some
days
you
can't
get
right
I
live
a
dope
boy
life
When
you're
hustling
some
days
you
can't
get
right.
Run
your
bands
up,
run
your
bands
up,
Run
your
bands
up,
run
your
bands
up,
Run
your
bands
up,
run
your
bands
up,
Run
your
bands
up,
run
your
bands
up.
[Verse
3:]
OG,
got
bands
from
the
old
days
I
remember
I
had
dreams
of
a
full
way
Jugg
it
good,
me
and
Ike
on
the
four
way
Everybody
in
the
mob
about
that
gunplay
Saw
a
nigga
last
week,
he
lost
his
whole
face
Thirty
murders
in
one
year,
they
took
the
hood
away
They're
setting
ducktape
again,
they
try
to
build
a
case
I'm
trying
to
serve
these
fucking
packs
above
the
pillowcase.
Ain't
got
a
come
up
for
a
nigga,
pull
up
to
the
truck
Big
Bank
can't
get
caught
up
on
a
wild
thing
If
you're
a
real
street
nigga
you
understand
that
Big
Bank
can't
get
caught
up
on
a
wild
time.
[Chorus:]
I
live
a
dope
boy
life
When
you're
hustling
some
days
you
can't
get
right
I
live
a
dope
boy
life
When
you're
hustling
some
days
you
can't
get
right.
Run
your
bands
up,
run
your
bands
up,
Run
your
bands
up,
run
your
bands
up,
Run
your
bands
up,
run
your
bands
up,
Run
your
bands
up,
run
your
bands
up.
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Album
Street Lottery
1 Colombia
2 Street Lottery
3 Work
4 Dollar Signs
5 Street Lights
6 Run Ya Bands Up
7 Listen to the Street
8 On It
9 Beautiful Day
10 Made It Threw the Struggle
11 Before Rap
12 Situation
13 Count Up
14 Come Get Ya Hoe
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