text: Bands on my neck hundred bands on my neck
  Pull up with a yung bitch wit a motherfuckin tank
  Bands on my neck hundred bands on my neck
  Pull up in a nigga city with a tank to his fuckin chest
  Yung nigga with the glue to his pants
  I got hundreds on me homie i got hundreds fuckin bands
  Pull up on a nigga bitch i look like charlie brown
  Who this yung nigga really though a nigga town
  Hundreds on my dick hundreads on my neck
  See a pussy nigga druming with the tank
  Pull up on ya moms drop a bomb on a pussy yung nigga
  I dont like religion fuck that little mushie bullshit with the clip
  With the shit im off the shit
  Take yo bitch with the shit
  Ridin around with flag clips
  Pull up on a nigga then shoot a nigga
  Hit his ass witha baseball bat
  Blood on my katana,coming for yo mama
  Slit her fuckin throght with the motherfuckin drama
  Blood between my nails,i would like to go to yail
  But ill likely go to jail just for reading fucking Braille
  Nigga you’ll never prosper, niggas dont never change
  Niggas cant pull up in a nice fucking range
  Dramas on my mind hundred commas on my mind
  Dirty bitch all she want is a nigga time
  Blood on my Katana coming for yo mama
  Alive from the grave watch a nigga count commas
  Alive all my niggas all my niggas count mounths
  A hundred mamas see a bitch with the drums
  Take it to the grave buried everyday
  All my niggas like the motherfuckin scumbags rot with the hoodie on ima look like trevon
  Hundreds on my cops thogh a donut in yo hood feed a fat bitch a fucking donut in yo hood wish a nigga would i got hundreds