Текст песни RUBBA BANDZ - Milky Millz

I know I'm up I need my bandz
Yeah I need my rubba bandz
Circle small don't need new friends
Rubba bandz, rubba bandz
I know I'm up I need my bandz
Yeah I need my rubba bandz
Circle small don't need new friends
Rubba bandz rubba bandz

I got hoes who want a chance
Cause they know I rap like chance
My girl fights she throws them hands
She gon' scrap like clash of clans
Im Ryte Records born and bred
Sell that snow and make that bread
Call me Santa on my sled
Yeah Milky Millz I know I'm up next
She do anything for the clout for a check
I'll do anything for the ass for the neck
Smokin on strong and sippin hi-tech
Yeah I know I'm up bitch what you expect?
These hoes get exposed and this shit highkey
I see your boyfriend tryna get like me
But he wont ever get that respect like me
Skip the pat down straight to VIP
Used to sell shit on the strip for the low
You can hit me up on my burner phone
If you need tree or if you need snow
You can meet me I'm at the back door
Can't see me I took the back road
Caught a bad vibe like my last hoe
Im the plug its for the low
Money drugs designer clothes

I know I'm up I need my bandz
Yeah I need my rubba bandz
Circle small don't need new friends
Rubba bandz, rubba bandz
I know I'm up I need my bandz
Yeah I need my rubba bandz
Circle small don't need new friends
Rubba bandz rubba bandz