paroles de chanson
Gotta
run
the
damn
bands
in
the
bank
up
Niggas
always
talkin'
shit,
got
they
fake
up
Now
we
ridin'
in
the
Benz
with
our
leg
up
Pockets
seen
more
green
than
Rango
We
in
a
log
cabin
in
a
crib
on
a
lake
uh
Shit
go
skrrt,
Dodge
Durango
Bitch
get
on
my
nerves,
thought
she
ain't
know
That
lil
bitch
gon'
twerk,
swear
that
ass
gon'
throw
Yeah
she
made
me
learn,
that
bitch
gave
me
dome,
hoe
I
been
after
her,
no
Francoise
Gilot,
huh
Damn
I
want
this
girl
'cause
she
my
favorite
If
that
bitch
too
wild
I
might
have
to
tame
her
Diamonds
on
my
watch,
this
bitch
got
me
late,
uh
This
bitch
for
one
night,
I
can't
see
you
later
They
tryna
steal
my
swag
but
they
can't
simulate
it
How
I
got
this
bag,
no
you
can't
emulate
it
Feeling
like
Mike
Jack,
no
they
can't
imitate
it
Niggas
taking
notes,
I
swear
they
annotating
My
niggas
in
INF
some
innovators
Boy
you
is
a
alien,
you
an
invader
We
be
shooting
shots,
no
you
cannot
evade
'em
Please
don't
get
too
close,
bitch
I
keep
a
blade,
uh
Bitch,
I'm
pill
popping
for
the
pain,
uh
Hydrocodone,
oxy,
damn
Gotta
run
the
damn
bands
in
the
bank
up
Niggas
always
talkin'
shit,
got
they
fake
up
Now
we
ridin'
in
the
Benz
with
our
leg
up
Pockets
seen
more
greens
than
Rango
Okay,
gotta
run
the
damn
bands
in
the
bank
up
Yeah,
niggas
always
talkin'
shit,
got
they
fake
up
Now
we
ridin'
in
the
Benz,
baby
got
her
legs
up
Yeah,
pockets
seen
more
green
than
Rango
This
is
the
life
I
chose
Leave
it
all
behind
is
what
they
said
Niggas
don't
know
what
I
know
I'll
give
it
all
'til
I
don't
got
bread,
huh
Give
me
your
hoe
instead,
huh
Cause
half
of
you
niggas
is
fed,
huh
I'm
taking
an
arm
and
a
leg,
huh
As
long
as
my
people
is
fed
Yeah,
we
tryna
get
all
the
way
to
the
top
Like,
who
in
the
world
finna
stop
us
I've
gotta
know,
alright
huh
I'm
feeling
too
good,
and
your
bitch
she
feeling
too
fine
Yeah,
she
feeling
too
fine,
uh
Me
and
her
with
the
guys
It's
me
and
her
with
the
guys
It's
me
and
her
with
the
guys
It's
me
and
her
with
the
guys
We
finna
ah,
swerve
it
alright
Yeah,
I'm
'bout
to
go
blind
If
I
did
it's
still
a
stick
on
my
side
Gotta
get
down
with
me
and
my
family,
it's
ties
yeah
We
keeping
it
close
'cause
we
tight
All
of
my
jeans,
they
is
Number
(N)ine
She
like
Chanel,
okay
Bitch
if
I
buy
it
for
you
then
you're
fine
I
want
the
whole
world
'cause
I'm
great,
yeah
Gotta
run
the
damn
bands
in
the
bank
up
Niggas
always
talkin'
shit,
got
they
fake
up
Now
we
ridin'
in
the
Benz
with
our
leg
up
Pockets
seen
more
green
than
Rango
We
in
a
log
cabin
in
a
crib
on
a
lake
uh
Shit
go
skrrt,
Dodge
Durango
Bitch
get
on
my
nerves,
thought
she
ain't
know
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