40 Bands

Lyrics

[Intro: Kris the $pirit & Eva Shaw] Wake up, get the cake up, no alarms in this bitch Dreaming 'bout the Wraith, Lucky Charms on the wrist (Eva Shaw on the DAW) Watch a nigga ball out, put my arms in the rim I go MIA with your bae, let's take a trip (Hold up that's my bi–) [Chorus: Kris the $pirit] Shorty bad, she made 40 bands strippin' (Strippin') Put that in my hand, I do what I can to flip it From the block, ain't no way but up We was water whippin' Fucking sucks, all my haters sus They don't want me winning (Grrrrrrr) [Verse 1: Kris the $pirit] Hit them in the face with semi' (Semi') Real gang gang, from the bottom, authentic ('Thentic) Crooked, hit the stain and he down to serve a sentence (Crooked) You could keep the fame, need that Johnny Dang blinging (Whoo) Going head-to-head, got 2 guns on mе, amidex' Got two-tone diamonds on my neck, uncut, Kеvin Garnett Hairpin trigger bayonet, we got that money, Merrill Lynch (Wow) I came from nothing near to this, I came prepared fearless (Yeah) Hold up that's my bitch [Chorus: Kris the $pirit & Boslen] Shorty bad (ayy), she made 40 bands strippin' (40) Put that in my hand, I do what I can to flip it (Flip, flip) From the block, ain't no way but up We was water whippin' Fucking sucks, all my haters sus They don't want me winning (Ahhh) [Verse 2: Boslen, Kris the $pirit & Eva Shaw] They don't want us winning (Yeah) Broad day Rocked in the 'Benz (brrt), she just brought her friend (Ah) Check the block, cut the ends Bounce it, let it bend Put my paper black on white on white My neighbors think I sell the spice (Why?) My coco, pop it, extra bright My nigga, I won't ever die (Let's go; Yeah) It's Dusk to Dawn, nigga (Yeah) I'm looking gorgeous, my nigga let it roll (Let it roll) We from the floor shit, my nigga let it go (Let it go) I'm looking gorgeous, my nigga let it roll (Let it roll, yeah!) We from the floor shit, my nigga let it go [Chorus: Kris the $pirit] Shorty bad, she made 40 bands strippin' (Ayy) Put that in my hand, I do what I can to flip it From the block, ain't no way but up We was water whippin' Fucking sucks, all my haters sus They don't want me winning [Verse 3: Kris the $pirit] This ain't no game (This ain't no game) The flamer paint (The flamer–) You lame-o's tame (Brrt) It ain't no thing when they try to make bank They hate on me on my come up (Come up) You speaking on me, won't run up (Run up) You niggas ain't shit, you really ain't it I really be the one, out the gutter, ayy (Fresh up) Gutter servin' pies, government on my line Female cop, she a spy Fucked the team and dropped dimes You gotta pick up on the vibes Niggas capping, niggas lying Ask about me, know I'm live Get the bread and then divide If we don't get it, then we trying Block a nigga, then you dyin' Hit a nigga with the iron [Chorus: Kris the $pirit] Shorty bad (ayy), she made 40 bands strippin' (40, ayy) Put that in my hand, I do what I can to flip it (Flip, flip) From the block, ain't no way but up We was water whippin' Fucking sucks, all my haters sus They don't want me winning [Outro: Eva Shaw] Eva Shaw on the DAW