Bands

Corion Tate

I can't say that, I'm sorry
So I just pop my shit, you know
It is what it is, fuck what it was, straight up

Got them, them bands
Them bands, run it up with my mans
And we do it a what and we do it again
I got them, them bands

I got them bands, bands
Bands coming thru beating yeah you know I got them bands
If I get a mill, I split it with my mans
Make it to the top, and it all depends

If I ever do, just no new friends
Got a grind hard, so I can pull up in the Benz
So I can flex on 10, lord, forgive my sins
I'ma go crazy if you ever try to play me, that's why I can't let nobody else in

I be ballin', takin' shots
It's my time, don't need no clock
If you invest in stocks, it's how you pop them locks
But my pockets, man, they don't stop, cause they on lock

And I got a, ah, all I gotta keep it with me, them niggas be tryin' to plot
Yeah, yeah, we the best
Nigga, I already told you that
Shit, I'm just me, don't compare me to the rest

Bitches be goin', them niggas be pressed
Maybe I should cash out on a patek
Already got two chains
Drip on point so you know I got a flex

Niggas just doin' no Nike checks
My girl, I like her rude
Your girl, I like her nude
She pull up to the crib, fuck her right up out her shoes

Should've known yeah, she's gon' choose
She seen all them bills, Buffalo, and they blue
Straight from the bank and new
What was she supposed to do

They know that I'm that dude
Always gotta keep a hammer
These niggas be loose screws
Don't know what's yo religion

I got to stay true
I am a fuckin' lion
St. Louis, yeah, it's a zoo
Comin' through beating, you know I got them bands
If I get a mill I'll split it with my man's
Make it to the top, man it all depends
If ever do, just no new friends
Gotta grind hard, so I can pull up in the Benz

So I can flex on 10, lord forgive my sin
I'ma go crazy if you ever try to play me
That's why I can't let nobody else in
No new friends, no new homies
Cut em off them niggas be phony
Ran it up so I spend it by my lonely
Ice on gotta cooler on me
I'm the man who my opponent
On the beat, beat it up , I own it
Takin' shots to the head, just dome it
She a stallion tryna ride like a pony

She a stallion , built like a horse
Do the dash drive it just like a Porsche
No EA, put it in sport
I ball, come see me on the court

She eater don't need no fork
Giving brain, I swear she a dork
Money make these hoes, euphoric
This money ain't shit, just blow it

Yeah, I ball, come see me on the court
She a eater don't need no fork
Money make these hoes euphoric

Comin' through Beating yea you know I got them bands
If I get a mill , I spilt it with my mans
Make it to the top, and it all depends
If I ever do, just no new friends
Got a grind hard, so I can pull up in the Benz
So I can flex on 10, lord forgive my sin
I'ma go crazy if you ever try to play me
That's why I can't let nobody else in

Comin' through Beating yea you know I got them bands
If I get a mill , I spilt it with my mans
Make it to the top, and it all depends
If I ever do, just no new friends
Got a grind hard, so I can pull up in the Benz
So I can flex on ten, lord forgive my sin
I'ma go crazy if you ever try to play me
That's why I can't let nobody else in

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