all these bitches want me cause i got my bands up all this money on me cause i got my bands up i don t trust his soul cause i got my bands up i keep a gun on me cause i got my bands up i got my bands up i got my bands up i got my bands up i got my bands up grab a pint of lean then i grab some two liters ain t none robbing me cause i m riding with my heater send you up to the lord man you must wanna meet him dear lord man i wouldn t wanna be him i can t go for no sucker shit i swear i will never love a bitch we can fuck but i don t do relationships everybody want something but i ain t seeing when i ain t have shit just bought a 30 and some drum rolls keep my gun on me so ion make phone calls hundred racks just to flex we all get money now so nigga ion stress at all niggas hate but they acting like yo homie say they real but they really be phony fake ass niggas probably be the police just me my gun and this codeine hell no i don t trust you niggas hell no i don t fuck with niggas we can go to war lets get it bustin nigga soon as we see each other its a shootout no discussion nigga broke niggas never seen a brick man these niggas ain t know shit get so much money i swear i just be buying shit got so much money god damn i ll buy a bitch 2