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    Run them bands up, run them bands up
    Run them bands up, run them bands up
    Run them bands up, run them bands up
    Spend it 'cause I'm up, nigga, and what? (And what)
    Run them bands up, run them bands up
    Run them bands up, run them bands up
    Run them bands up, run them bands up
    Thought we was fallin' off, you can't stand us (Stand us)

    Whole lotta bands in my left hand
    The pistol got a drum, I'm the band man
    Whole lotta drink in my right hand
    Long live Slim 400, the hype man (Hype man)
    She know I got paper, she wanna get a issue
    Over a bitch, never act sentimental
    Drop-top coupe, this is not a rental
    Pull up, F8 Ferrari, fuck with they mental
    Gentle as you open the door
    Threw a hunnid in the club, put this shit on Forbes
    Beef in the streets come with these whores
    The pussy so good, it be startin' wars
    Oh, oh, oh man, oh damn
    In Glock I trust 'cause it don't jam
    I'm tryna run the bag up, she wanna slow dance
    I'm tryna toot it and boot it, she wanna romance

    Run them bands up, run them bands up
    Run them bands up, run them bands up
    Run them bands up, run them bands up
    Spend it 'cause I'm up, nigga, and what? (And what)
    Run them bands up, run them bands up
    Run them bands up, run them bands up
    Run them bands up, run them bands up
    Thought we was fallin' off, you can't stand us (Stand us)

    Big digits, Chrome Heart, bitch spend it
    Get with it, if I rapped it, I lived it
    Big digits, whole lotta pretty bitches
    No cap, not a snapback or a fitted (Ah)

    How they do, muhfucka? It's the big homie
    Different bitch every night, I am never lonely
    Said she had a OnlyFans, but she never told me
    Said she a real squirter, now she gotta show me
    Yeah, on demon, I don't play fair (No)
    Get money in the safe, sex in the air (Air)
    Yeah, jumpin' off a bean for me everywhere (Where)
    I be livin' in the bank, you ain't ever there (Never)
    Clap, clap that ass like it's automatic ('Matic)
    I'm obsessed with that ass, I'm an ass fanatic ('Natic)
    Put the pump to his lip like an asthmatic
    And we still flipped the work like an acrobatic (Flip it)
    Yeah, play time, now it's break time
    Yeah, too busy but I make time
    Yeah, 4Hunnid with them gang signs
    If we talkin' millionaires, bitch, I'm the front line (Ah)

    Run them bands up, run them bands up (Bitch)
    Run them bands up, run them bands up
    Run them bands up, run them bands up
    Spend it 'cause I'm up, nigga, and what? (And what)
    Run them bands up, run them bands up
    Run them bands up, run them bands up
    Run them bands up, run them bands up
    Thought we was fallin' off, you can't stand us (Stand us)

    Big digits, Chrome Heart, bitch, spend it (Uh)
    Get with it, if I rapped it, I lived it (BIA, BIA)
    Big digits, whole lotta pretty bitches (Uh)
    No cap, not a snapback or a fitted

    I run it up 'til I'm tired (Yes)
    Went back to sleep and woke up to a wire
    Niggas inquire who been fuckin' me prior
    Bitch, I been hot, Richard Pryor, uh
    It's gettin' hot in here
    Ain't no talent, drop a tear 'cause I hope in Lears (Skrrt)
    I took the P. S. lounge 'cause they stop and stare
    I know these white folks wonder how we got in here, uh
    Took the club and the kitchen from the backdoor
    It's the only time that I ever get backdoored (Rrah)
    Nigga, the fuck you think I rap for?
    Nigga, you could see it on my dashboard

    Plain Jane Rollie cost a whole half a ticket (Facts)
    Worth eight figures, ain't no such thing as trickin' (21)
    Should've been a farmer, I be chasin' after chicken (21)
    Focused on the money, that shit come along with bitches (21)
    No love for the opps
    they get knocked out their britches (Pussy)
    Jump inside the box, spin the block 'til I'm dizzy (Pussy)
    Fat transfer, if you ain't right, I get your titties (Fat)
    Fuck me in the car
    I'm in a rush, you know I'm busy (21)
    Drove out, fuck a superstar
    and made that bitch part of my rollout
    Rappin' all that tough shit done got his ass hoe'd out
    You can't buy no ticket to my show
    'cause they be sold out
    Security wanna search us at the door
    when we got poles out (21)
    Bad bitch got her ass out
    You ain't really, "Gang, gang, " nigga, you a mascot (Pussy)
    Check my bank statements, you a out
    You need people like me to point and call the bad guy

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