50 Bands

Lyrics

[Intro: DJ Paul] Man, these niggas funny bruh... (yezzir) Niggas can't hold a nigga down out here man! (no way!) I know how to get that money too many ways man! 365 ways, 365 goddamn days! (yezzir) For real! (yezzir) We out here gettin' it man! Scale-A-Ton E-N-T! Da Mafia 6ix! Real niggas doin' real shit! Glock toters! Chopper unloaders! [Chorus: DJ Paul] 50 bands in a duffle bag, nigga that's a bundle I blast on a nigga ass like we in the jungle Niggas talk that shit but they still ain't doin' numbers They ass better be glad that a nigga on a come up 50 bands in a duffle bag, nigga that's a bundle I blast on a nigga ass like we in the jungle Niggas talk that shit but they still ain't doin' numbers They ass better be glad that a nigga on a come up [Verse 1: DJ Paul] Why you niggas wanna hate on a lil ol' civil like me? You gettin' money, I'm gettin' money while we frienemies Probably cause them groupie ass niggas be wearin' yo ear out But everyone of them niggas can see how I clear my clips out I ain't 'bout that mouth, unless it's 'bout a bitch Cause the Glock 19 round full of metal clips Alot of these rappers are weird, alot of these rappers are phony Alot of these rappers be rappin' 'bout niggas that homies They can be [?], fuck 'em! [Verse 2: Lord Infamous] Spread the rumor niggas but you never fuckin' with Lord Soze Spittin' verses with these curses then I get my way I ain't takin' no more losses nigga, get my way Sweet and sugar-coated but you just Frosted Flakes Tell yo bitch to go home, I skeeted in her face I get high until I'm comatose, I dope all day Buyin' drugs by the case, I buy bricks by weight Scarecrow, Rowdy Bounty Hunter, Mafia 6ix [Chorus: DJ Paul] 50 bands in a duffle bag, nigga that's a bundle I blast on a nigga ass like we in the jungle Niggas talk that shit but they still ain't doin' numbers They ass better be glad that a nigga on a come up 50 bands in a duffle bag, nigga that's a bundle I blast on a nigga ass like we in the jungle Niggas talk that shit but they still ain't doin' numbers They ass better be glad that a nigga on a come up [Verse 3: Crunchy Black] I'ma rob me some nigga then I'm right back to that money I'm hittin' me a cup then I'm right back to that money I'm catchin' nigga hoes then I'm right back to that money Just like big brother Bill, I be right back to that money I ain't playin' no game, I'm chasin' my money I'm catchin' a witness, then bag it up honey Ain't no fives, ain't no tens, ain't no twenties in my stacks Ain't nothin' but them hunnids and that's that on that [Verse 4: Koopsta Knicca] I got charged for some bullshit that I didn't do Needed two hunnid thou bond and fucked up you Koopsta Knicca locked up and let it go for yo head Even told my main bitch everything I said And yo boy we just busted, he thought it was funny Hooked up with Da Mafia 6ix and got right back on that money Now all of a sudden they come around me for Ain't yo big homie OG oldschool brother [Chorus: DJ Paul] 50 bands in a duffle bag, nigga that's a bundle I blast on a nigga ass like we in the jungle Niggas talk that shit but they still ain't doin' numbers They ass better be glad that a nigga on a come up 50 bands in a duffle bag, nigga that's a bundle I blast on a nigga ass like we in the jungle Niggas talk that shit but they still ain't doin' numbers They ass better be glad that a nigga on a come up