CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Bandz
(Verse 1)
Woke up like damn , I gotta get rich
Can't be f*cking with these hoes and my phone straight licks
Im going for it all I ain't never have shit
Just some reeboks black tee's that's it
I just wanna ball
22k on my wall
Real niggas first that's law
Ran up a sack, running these streets all day
Wit a nigga f*cking on yo bae
Run with the yay , yeah a nigga posted with the k
Run up put the fire to ya face
I gotta make it out
p*ssy nigga we can shoot it out
He just wanna beef for some clout
Got freebandz and I started with a ounce
Let my money talk so I put it in my mouth
Yeah I was broke but a nigga run it up
Ima keep going I ain't never giving up
(Hook)
Ain't making friends nigga im just making bandz aye
I cut her off I ain tryna be her friend aye
Just want the money nigga motherf*ck the fame
Dola running switching lanes and all my niggas do the same aye
(Verse 2)
Young nigga so im bout to catch a body
When I was broke I ain't even see nobody
How you gon slide when you ain't even no rider
Im really out hea I got loud I got powder
Im on a different pedestal all my bitches exotic
Big tooly on my waist big knots like ima rasta
I put her on a list got different hoes on my roster
Dola dripping sauce yea I be on my fly shit
These bandz with the re so you know im from the block bih
Im trappin and rappin , you know I be Dola runnin it
She want the money I know she don't really f*ck wit me
I started off finessing man I swear this shit was destiny
(Hook)
Woke up like damn , I gotta get rich
Can't be f*cking with these hoes and my phone straight licks
Im going for it all I ain't never have shit
Just some reeboks black tee's that's it
I just wanna ball
22k on my wall
Real niggas first that's law
Ran up a sack, running these streets all day
Wit a nigga f*cking on yo bae
Run with the yay , yeah a nigga posted with the k
Run up put the fire to ya face
I gotta make it out
p*ssy nigga we can shoot it out
He just wanna beef for some clout
Got freebandz and I started with a ounce
Let my money talk so I put it in my mouth
Yeah I was broke but a nigga run it up
Ima keep going I ain't never giving up
(Hook)
Ain't making friends nigga im just making bandz aye
I cut her off I ain tryna be her friend aye
Just want the money nigga motherf*ck the fame
Dola running switching lanes and all my niggas do the same aye
(Verse 2)
Young nigga so im bout to catch a body
When I was broke I ain't even see nobody
How you gon slide when you ain't even no rider
Im really out hea I got loud I got powder
Im on a different pedestal all my bitches exotic
Big tooly on my waist big knots like ima rasta
I put her on a list got different hoes on my roster
Dola dripping sauce yea I be on my fly shit
These bandz with the re so you know im from the block bih
Im trappin and rappin , you know I be Dola runnin it
She want the money I know she don't really f*ck wit me
I started off finessing man I swear this shit was destiny
(Hook)
