Bands Up

Lyrics

[Intro] Oo, RJ [Chorus] Run them motherfucking bands up Run them motherfucking bands up Run them motherfucking bands up Copped the Roley, froze the band up Nigga, run them motherfucking bands up Run them motherfucking bands up Run them motherfucking bands up Copped the Roley, froze the band up [Verse 1] Nigga, hit the jewler, copped the froze piece That bitch pretty, like [?] Count a hundred bands, on the kitchen sink Nigga, fuck this rap shit, I'm really in the streets Bitch, tinted window, boes in the truck Fuck the chicken up, on hoes in the club Nigga, check my rap sheet, I'm known in the slums [?] to the club Nigga, Lambos up [?] Order steak and lobster up at Ocean Prime Niggas talking all these [?], but never sold a line Niggas talking all this weight, but never sold a dime Bitch [Chorus] Run them motherfucking bands up Run them motherfucking bands up Run them motherfucking bands up Copped the Roley, froze the band up Nigga, run them motherfucking bands up Run them motherfucking bands up Run them motherfucking bands up Copped the Roley, froze the band up [Verse 2] Couple bands just to host a party Made a couple flips, went and froze the Cartis I spend a couple bands on a fucking barbi Cheated on my ex bitch, never told her sorry Sipping dirty sprite out of styrophome Brand new chicken piece, with them [?] stones Talking crazy in the club, [?] And we ain't leaving out this bitch, until the bottles gone Did my thing in [?] ask that nigga Chris Did my thing in [?] ask that nigga Lish Everything fully blown, ask that nigga Rich Took a nigga baby mama, now that nigga pissed Bitch [Chorus] Run them motherfucking bands up Run them motherfucking bands up Run them motherfucking bands up Copped the Roley, froze the band up Nigga, run them motherfucking bands up Run them motherfucking bands up Run them motherfucking bands up Copped the Roley, froze the band up