[ Featuring Yung Roddo ]
Yo JJ run that shit back
(Yo JJ run that shit back)
I got bands
All of my diamonds dripping like fountains
I got fans
Could have f*cked your bitch but I ain't with it
You got slammed
Imma pull up and snatch your fake Fendi
Do my dance
I got the stats for both us to make it
I got bands
All of my diamonds dripping like fountains
I got fans
Could have f*cked your bitch but I ain't with it
You got slammed
Imma pull up and snatch your fake Fendi
Do my dance
I got the stats for both us to make it
I got bands
These niggas hating because I got so many fans
Niggas can't do shit because they know my diamonds dance
These bitches f*cking with me and liking my bands
These bitches pulling my pants, we pull up shooting your mans
And I'm the man with the plan
Might take a trip out to France
Bitch what the f*ck is romance?
You cannot come in-demand, you bitches can't have a chance
But all ya'll bitches can glance, shake that ass and don't stand
You know my money expand
These niggas hold out they hand
They know that shit really canned
These niggas do what they can, but I be gone off a Xan
I'm trynna get us some Lambs I'm with my niggas no band
These pussy niggas get banned, nobody don't understand
My niggas with me, they clan
We pulled that Drac on your man
We might pull up in a van
We might put holes in your mans
You pussy niggas be fans, we steady running up bands
We scraping pots and the pans, I f*ck your bitch with no hands
I got bands
All of my diamonds dripping like fountains
I got fans
Could have f*cked your bitch but I ain't with it
You got slammed
Imma pull up and snatch your fake Fendi
Do my dance
I got the stats for both us to make it
I got bands
All of my diamonds dripping like fountains
I got fans
Could have f*cked your bitch but I ain't with it
You got slammed
Imma pull up and snatch your fake Fendi
Do my dance
I got the stats for both us to make it
Shots popping out the back of the Sprinter on the freeway
I just tapped your bitch on her motherf*cking b-day
Balling like I'm Kobe I'm coming toting like D-Day
Sipping on this potion, slipping lotion, why my seat wet?
I drip like I'm Gunna I got bitches in the hotel
Your dog got clapped up but your gang is saying "oh well"
F*cking on your bitch she a 6 off the Moet
And all my mans toting on stick you don't go there
Double it, f*ck it
The money cuddle it
Running it, bundle it
Crumble it
I will f*ck up all of your "brothers" and that's in quotes
They wouldn't fight for you on the gang you don't know
They wouldn't die for you on the gang you don't know
They wouldn't ride for you on the gang they don't know
I be with my brothers demons always on go
And if you got a problem then you better up a pole
Cause we coming deep and I ain't talking bout a hole
I got bands
All of my diamonds dripping like fountains
I got fans
Could have f*cked your bitch but I ain't with it
You got slammed
Imma pull up and snatch your fake Fendi
Do my dance
I got the stats for both us to make it
I got bands
All of my diamonds dripping like fountains
I got fans
Could have f*cked your bitch but I ain't with it
You got slammed
Imma pull up and snatch your fake Fendi
Do my dance
I got the stats for both us to make it, aye
Diamonds be dripping water, your bitch got that Florida water
Your bitch she be gripping on it, I'm making your bitch retarted
I might just go f*ck your daughter, play with me you might get slaughtered
Your bitch she be licking on it, she said that I hit the target
Got choppas we can't be hoarders, no questions you can't record us
We deep pull the pistole on him, off rip I'mma get it started
These bitches know we cold-hearted, we pull up get this shit started
Got sauce ain't gon drip it on him, we tripping like Rick and Morty
I got bands
All of my diamonds dripping like fountains
I got fans
Could have f*cked your bitch but I ain't with it
You got slammed
Imma pull up and snatch your fake Fendi
Do my dance
I got the stats for both us to make it
I got bands
All of my diamonds dripping like fountains
I got fans
Could have f*cked your bitch but I ain't with it
You got slammed
Imma pull up and snatch your fake Fendi
Do my dance
I got the stats for both us to make it, aye
