fallenwing - bands Lyrics

Whoa, whoa, yeah
Whoa, whoa, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, uh, yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah
I-I might get the bands, lil' bitch, I might stack 'em up
Swear to f*ckin' God, feel like Dave, can't put down the cup
B-b-bitch, I'm finna walk inside with that mo'f*ckin' bullpup
We know you gon' die, but we still just be sayin"What's up?"
Yuh, lil' bitch, you know that we makin' them bands
If you wanna talk, come on, let's just throw some hands
Baby girl, I could not give a f*ck about yo' f*ckin' mans
I-I'ma still just f*ckin' hit you up and askin' what's yo' plans
Like, bitch, uh, uh, get up out my face
If the convo ain't about this money, yeah, just gimmie space
Gettin' all these numbers so fast, feels like a mo'f*ckin' race
W-w-wan' get to the top, then please go and pick up yo' f*ckin' pace
Bitch, you say you got money, but it just be some counterfeit
Talkin' on the gang, I swear to God, you is a clown, just sit
H-hittin' up the f*ckin' plug, I got me a new pound to hit
D-d-do not speak up on the gang, we put you in the ground, you bitch
I-I might get the bands, lil' bitch, I might stack 'em up
Swear to f*ckin' God, feel like Dave, can't put down the cup
B-b-bitch, I'm finna walk inside with that mo'f*ckin' bullpup
We know you gon' die, but we still just be sayin"What's up?"
Yuh