All these bands

I feel like dancing

All these bands

I feeling like dancing

I feel like dancing yeah

All these bands

I feel like dancing

Dancing

All these bands

And all these bands

I feeling like dancing

Dancing

Dancing yeah

Dancing

Groove with a passion, flashing

Money on that ass, no plastic

Flash it

Ass out, cash out finances

Came up 50 racks

For ya bitchs off the ransom

Have her swallow she know or the eagle for yo damn son

Pull up like the Migos

Have my Migos in yo bedroom

Know me, thought you knew me

That's so stupid, that's assuming

Ever clear inner vision I'm too litty up the lumens

Dripping off the diamonds round my neck I got to swimming

Close the pages on the bible, now I'm blind to the sinning

Chacha with the sauce, what it cost

Damn don't dance with the devil for the frost

I know best in the shares of a lost

I can't go back for its all for a cause

Know better, do better

Forget it, just might set it off

For the risk don't slip for the family's involved

Too much on my mind

Too much on the line

All the time

I'm gone need me mines

Most Highs feed me signs

Need my body, mind, soul-aligned

All my brothers on find her

Keep gods close on by ya

Search not look inside

Girl you look behind

Eye for eye

It's alright tonight

Vibes they do not lie

Meet me at the lodge

I done drunk too much

You can come right up

Know we bout to love

No Money involved

Dance for me she does

Aye sen yo Rita

Wine Mamacita

My queen Bonita

All these bands

I feel like dancing

All these bands

I feeling like dancing

I feel like dancing yeah

All these bands

I feel like dancing

Dancing

All these bands

And all these bands

I feeling like dancing

Dancing

Dancing yeah

All these bands like a jamboree

I feel like dancing

I got ya bitch she all over me

She is romancing

I get that paper that's stacking like xerox

That Paper coming at me like a printer and my right hand been

Itching

I'm antsy

Duces on rocks damn it I'm fancy

They cannot stand me

I am the man see

Throw it up and she start dancing (Dancing)

Spend it and make it back

Lose it and make a stack

They told me never to judge a

Book by the cover

But y'all nigga softer

Then paperbacks

Flagrant shit

We have no faith in that

We can't give praise that

When it come to y'all

Getting this money

I turn to an atheist

Blunt like my problems

I'm facing that

They try to copy no

Tracing that

I been gone for too long

Now I'm on in my zone

Milly rocking

While the paper dropping

And Yo money Andy

Milaknockis

Short

And Y'all wonder what I'm popping for

So much money

I can do what I want

I might say fuck it

It and spend a stack

On some shoelaces

Can't fold it

Looking like my money choking

I Reach in my pocket and pull out the blue faces

Face it like

Damnit I'm rich

I could pull out all the 50s and twenty's

The Green faces while y'all got the green faces

Damnit y'all sick

All of this bread is on me lately

Don't know what I did

Loving the life that I live

I rock designer and all type of shit

Letting my gold chains hang

All this money sang sang sang sang

All these bands

I feel like dancing

All these bands

I feeling like dancing

I feel like dancing yeah

All these bands

I feel like dancing

Dancing

All these bands

And all these bands

I feeling like dancing

Dancing

Dancing yeah

Dancing

Vybez November

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