Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bands, artist - SHORELINE MAFIA. Album song Mafia Bidness, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 29.07.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Atlantic
Song language: English
Bands |
This ain’t a Milly Rock, this a money dance |
And my dick ain’t hard, that’s a thirty in my pants |
I got thirty of them bands, I’ma make a stripper dance |
And I’ma fuck a nigga bitch 'cause he nerdy, she a fan |
The molly either white or it’s yellow like some sand |
If you need it, hit my line, know I got it, I’m the man |
Oxycontin, thizzle, Xans, that’s what made me all these bands |
Niggas talkin' hella reckless so we layin' all these hands |
Bands, bands, bands, all I think about commas |
Thirty in a forty, all I think about drama |
I’m finna get this money, give it right to my mama |
Playin' with the chicken, you gon' meet all the llamas |
Bands, bands, bands, all I think about commas |
Thirty in a forty, all I think about drama |
I’m finna get this money, give it right to my mama |
Playin' with the chicken, you gon' meet all the llamas |
I need money, I need weed, I need drank (I need drank) |
Niggas knockin', ain’t a fiend and I’m straight (Man) |
These niggas tellin' stories but they don’t be who we think (Nah) |
Talkin' like he ain’t a pussy but he lyin' in your face (Fuck) |
I been bossin' since a rookie, watchin' niggas from the back |
Smokin' cookie out the pack and shootin' niggas rockin' black (Rrah) |
P’s gettin' taxed, I guess I’m back to sellin' crack |
Got a lick for couple racks, then tell a nigga where it’s at (Where it’s at) |
This ain’t a Milly Rock, this a money dance |
And my dick ain’t hard, that’s a thirty in my pants |
I got thirty of them bands, I’ma make a stripper dance |
And I’ma fuck a nigga bitch 'cause he nerdy, she a fan |
The molly either white or it’s yellow like some sand |
If you need it, hit my line, know I got it, I’m the man |
Oxycontin, thizzle, Xans, that’s what made me all these bands |
Niggas talkin' hella reckless so we layin' all these hands |
I sip big juice but you niggas probably knew that |
I’m ridin' 'round with two straps, I’m wavy like a durag (Durag) |
My niggas see a lick, we finna hit it, niggas do that (Do that) |
I cheated on my bitch, I’m 'bout to go and buy a new bag (A new bag) |
You niggas almost made it but you didn’t, nigga, too bad (That's too bad) |
I’m cashin', counted forty bands off the backend |
What happened? |
Niggas talkin' reckless 'til we spazzin' |
Poppin' it, my nigga, you ain’t really 'bout that action (Poppin') |
Tell that bitch to send them codes right now |
I’m tryna get it, tryna get this shit gone right now, right now |
I been juggin' off these phones like how |
Nigga how you turn a cool hundred to a light thou', light thou'? |
This shit regular baby, I swear to God (No cap) |
No, you can’t compare with us, lady, yo, this the mob (Bitch) |
All my niggas ready like Freddy if it’s a prob (Grrah) |
Chop a nigga, now he spaghetti up in the pot |
This ain’t a Milly Rock, this a money dance |
And my dick ain’t hard, that’s a thirty in my pants |
I got thirty of them bands, I’ma make a stripper dance |
And I’ma fuck a nigga bitch 'cause he nerdy, she a fan |
The molly either white or it’s yellow like some sand |
If you need it, hit my line, know I got it, I’m the man |
Oxycontin, thizzle, Xans, that’s what made me all these bands |
Niggas talkin' hella reckless so we layin' all these hands |
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