yung bandz

Lyrics

[Intro] I I-I love you [Chorus] I don't love shit, but I love the draco, damn Caught a flank, on the opps, bitch, we slide in camo (Damn) Collecting all these Glocks, bitch, I feel like Thanos Glock shoot two whenever I sticked the plug, I swear I'm clever (Gang) In the trap, don't pull the lever Two Glocks, Stockholm and Denver, what? I got yung bandz on a fucking dresser (I got yung bandz) Posted up, with this Drake, in some Tuscan Leather Aye, got this thermo, on me, you can tell the weather Damn, we get you set up, I'ma just call Hеather, what? Bitch, I'm smoking gas, you know this shit pressure (I'm smoking za) And you know I talk my shit, thеy fucking with me lesser And, I speak my mind, yo bitch fuck with me more (I speak my mind) These niggas be snaking, watch the backdoor (Watch the backdoor) Damn, the feds just hit, man, these racks galore I got designer shit you can't find from the store That nigga a bitch, that shit in his core Bitch I always got a Glock, that's that smoke, more