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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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