TOP OFF

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[Chorus] I'm gon' get them bands in, know I can't play Say she want a rich nigga, I can't share the day Earrings look like golf balls, I let my wrist talk These niggas got me pissed off, I swear they all talk I got contract killers that can't wait to swing the K I ball just like a Clipper when I touchdown in LA Smashing down Mulholland, I took the top off Got yo hoe, and I'm passing her her top off [Verse 1] I don't want no ice in my lean, tell em take the rocks off Before shawty hop in my bed, tell her take her socks off I'm the underground king, they like how he still ain't popped off Cause I'm too rеal, I'm so for real, need no deal I'm too turnt, I spazz out, need no pill But I chew pеrcs, I'm taking meds, like Advil She a bad bitch, trying to figure out how her ass feel I'm tryna get rich for all the guys on the Ave. still Yeah, I do this for the gang gang [?] inside that double-R, but it is not the same thing I got horses in this car, but this is not a Mustang I got diamonds, and they shine, my bitch gon' blang blang [Chorus] I'm gon' get them bands in, know I can't play Say she want a rich nigga, I can't share the day Earrings look like golf balls, I let my wrist talk These niggas got me pissed off, I swear they all talk I got contract killers that can't wait to swing the K I ball just like a Clipper when I touchdown in LA Smashing down Mulholland, I took the top off Got yo hoe, and I'm passing her her top off [Verse 2] She wanna be the one, only time can tell She a trendy girl, Chrome Heart on her nails You wanna ride the wave, gon' have to make a sale I made it out of Hell, I ain't have no help {Bridge} Got double-S up on me, ain't talking Fendi Twin FNs on me, please don't tempt me Get a milly, I'ma take the whole gang with me [Chorus] I'm gon' get them bands in, know I can't play Say she want a rich nigga, I can't share the day Earrings look like golf balls, I let my wrist talk These niggas got me pissed off, I swear they all talk I got contract killers that can't wait to swing the K I ball just like a Clipper when I touchdown in LA Smashing down Mulholland, I took the top off Got yo hoe, and I'm passing her her top off [Outro] I don't want no ice in my lean, tell em take the rocks off Before shawty hop in my bed, I told her take her socks off I'm the underground king, they like how he still ain't popped off Cause I'm too real, I'm so for real, need no deal
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- ATL Smook