text: I got bands 
  Dont need these hoes, hundred racks to blow
  Nigga, I got bands 
  Lets get this dough, run the world for sure
  I got bands
  Man, Im in these streets, its been a long day
  Bout to sign this deal and throw it all away
  Bout to cop the crib that Dame lost today
  Funny look at them niggas that slippin
  You trippin, no fear, my niggas, we get it
  Im looking down at the whole world through these glass ceilings
  And when I step outside bad bitches with me
  Back in my section twisting that la la, cant let it stress me
  Wake up, fall asleep to Dizzy Gillespie
  Ba-back it up and break it down
  She gon bust it on this dick you gon take her out of town
  I put ice in my veneers, I put rubies in my crown
  Count them stacks and blow them racks, niggas know who they around
  I got bands 
  Dont need these hoes, hundred racks to blow
  Nigga, I got bands 
  Lets get this dough, run the world for sure
  I got bands 
  Dont need these hoes, hundred racks to blow
  Nigga, I got bands 
  Lets get this dough, run the world for sure
  I got bands
  Okay, I walk in this bitch I fuck shit up then I leave, ho
  Pay your car note or get some money for that weed, ho
  Forty-five hundred, blow it, there go double Cs, ho
  Might go throw a birkin bag if you tell me please, ho
  She gon throw that ass back, drop that on them real niggas
  Im gon throw that cash back, drop that on the real bitches
  Murder on that pussy, ho, I kill-I-I kill bitches
  You gon get like every bag and every shoe if I deal with you
  Young nigga ballin like I fuckin hit the lottery
  You just want the money shorty, you aint got to lie to me
  All these niggas hatin on me, know they wanna body me
  Cause every time you see a nigga, I look like a robbery
  I got bands 
  Dont need these hoes, hundred racks to blow
  Nigga, I got bands 
  Lets get this dough, run the world for sure
  I got bands 
  Dont need these hoes, hundred racks to blow
  Nigga, I got bands 
  Lets get this dough, run the world for sure
  I got bands
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  I got bands, I got bands, I got bands, I got bands, I got bands
  I got bands, I got bands, I got bands, I got bands, I got bands
  I got bands, I got bands, I got bands, I got bands, I got bands
  Lately, I been goin crazy
  Laughin, drinkin, find myself in arms of different women, huh
  Toast it, I need to use my cerebellum
  Tried to tell em cut that rap shit all that wack shit is underwhelming
  Times ticking, palms itching
  Minds tripping, tired of living, mad decisions, Ill kill em
  I got bands, I got bands, I got bands, I got bands, I got bands
  I got bands 
  Dont need these hoes, hundred racks to blow
  Nigga, I got bands 
  Lets get this dough, run the world for sure
  I got bands 
  Dont need these hoes, hundred racks to blow
  Nigga, I got bands 
  Lets get this dough, run the world for sure
  I got bands