| I got all these bands on me, bands on me
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| Shawty please don’t put your hands on me, hands on me
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| I got all these bands on me, bands on me
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| I got all these bands on me, all these bands on me
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| I got all these bands on me, bands on me
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| Shawty please don’t put your hands on me, hands on me
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| I got all these bands on me, bands on me
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| I got all these bands on me, all these bands on me
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| I got all these bands, all these bands on me
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| I counted out a quota, they like damn whoadie
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| We really getting through it, that’s for damn surely
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| We been really getting to it, that’s for damn surely
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| My hooker hit for twenty then she ran on me
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| Don’t get to reachin' for my chain, I’ma stamp homie
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| You know I keep that blam, keep that blam on me
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| We don’t do no pump faking, my illas playing for keeps
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| Shoutout to my jeweler, all these grams on me
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| Mozzarella Dweller, eighty bands for him
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| These niggas makin' payments, they ain’t paying for it
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| Had million dollar dreams, I’ve been praying for it
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| Two hundred MPH’s on the dashboard
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| It’s a different kind of paper when your bag foreign
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| Ayy, all that fake flexing, get you taxed for it
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| And then we blew it like it’s nothing when we lash for it
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| I got all these bands on me, bands on me
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| Shawty please don’t put your hands on me, hands on me
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| I got all these bands on me, bands on me
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| I got all these bands on me, all these bands on me
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| I got all these bands on me, bands on me
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| Shawty please don’t put your hands on me, hands on me
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| I got all these bands on me, bands on me
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| I got all these bands on me, all these bands on me
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| Racks on me, racks on me (Stacks)
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| And it’s on blood, I ain’t going without my MAC on me (Strap)
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| And I got love for them bloods out in Sac' homie (Sac')
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| You pulled up clutching, know busting’ll get you whacked homie
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| I’m just speaking facts homie
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| When them killers kick a door, know the procedure
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| When I’m down and I’m broke and really need you
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| Young nigga killing shit, kill for no reason
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| I’m just tryna get this money, take care my people
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| 12 pulled me over in that Lam' for no seatbelt
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| Every time I pull up on my opps, they get detailed
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| All these fucking racks, all these fucking racks on me girl
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| I might throw some racks if you do that on your knees girl
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| Dance on me, dance on me
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| You look so good, I just wanna put my hands on you
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| It hurt my eyes when my homie took the stand on me
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| I’m by your side when this shit get out of hand homie
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| That’s why I keep them fuckin'
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| Bands on me, bands on me
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| Shawty, please don’t put your hands on me, hands on me
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| I got all these bands on me, bands on me
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| I got all these bands on me, all these bands on me
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| I got all these bands on me, bands on me
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| Shawty, please don’t put your hands on me, hands on me
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| I got all these bands on me, bands on me
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| I got all these bands on me, all these bands on me
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| My pockets bigger than a tumor
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| I’m spreadin' money like a rumor
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| You can’t measure it with no ruler
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| Never leave the house without my Ruger |