Bands Gone lyrics

[Verse 1: Spoof]
It's Spoof on that b*tch, yeah
Beaucoup racks in my pants it can't fit, no
She wan' f*ck on the gang tell her bend over
She gon' text me where I'm at, b*tch I been home
Why the f*ck is you ridin' di*k if you been broke
Did this sh*t on my own, what you wan' know?
Yeah, I'm [outta control?], you already know
White hoe all on my damn phone, jugg that n*gga bands gone
Ugh, n*gga a damn clone
Shook, f*ck n*gga ran home
Bands on bands on bands now they see that I'm the man
I'm with motherf*ckin' gang you can't be a part of the clan
That hoe actin' really funny I thought she popped a xan
Like f*ck yo' mans, yeah, bring a friend, yeah
You know I'm standin' on 10, I had to do it again

[Verse 2: jojo!]
I had to do it again
b*tch, yeah I'm with my guys, I wanna see 'em win
Ridin' with a hood b*tch she tryna pop 10s
She wanna hop in
She tryna lock in
Whеre the opps at? They always hidin’
Tryna [?] you boxеd in
Walk in the function I'm bringin' my Glock in
Takin' my b*tch n*gga then I'm [proud of you?]
Told my b*tch baby I ain't hidin'
n*ggas be di*kridin' and I'm tired of them
Huh (Stop that, yeah)
I got sum' for ya, this b*tch got my drugs [on ya?]
b*tch ass tried, his ass tried [?]
I look at my cup and I pour up
I look at my bank and it's loaded
She was with me when I was down bad at my lowest
So I'm finna give her the most
Yeah, yeah
Keep buyin' on God you gon' meet him
n*gga claim he a YN n*gga I beat him
I bet the Gen5 go 'head delete him
Go 'head defeat 'em
Go 'head leave 'em
You a b*tch I read you
What's on my garments, Evisu
We taking yo sh*t come retrieve it
I sip on that Jack and I'm leanin'
And my b*tch on my di*k when I'm peein'
This b*tch tryna eat up my semen
n*gga playin' with the gang he ain't breathin', no
This draco singin' like Keyshia Cole
I'm poppin' it all like I'm peepin', ho
Lil' b*tch I get fly like an eagle
She experienced she say "I can teach you"
She get hot she tell me she gon' eat me
Evisu, Bottega, Goyard and the Ricky
My cup get so dirty that it's lookin' filthy
[Verse 3: omgkeon]
Put my new b*tch in Balenci'
I'm with young n*gga pop out with a switchie
I'm getting high 'til it hide the emotions
She look in my eye she know that I'm [?]
[?] 'cause she boring she swear that I'm friendly
I feel like I'm [?] 'cause a young n*gga hit me
She claim she a dime but this b*tch worth a penny
I know that you broke yo' pockets on empty
You can't hide it
She so wet with me jump up inside it
Call-call gang you know that they slidin'
I'm-I'm leanin' in the air like a pilot
I'm [?] your body divide it
Had to place everything, realignment
She want love but I cannot provide it
I'm gon' keep it a stack I don't got my license
Still with that b*tch in the back
Can't [?] get off to my chest
They gettin' hip n*ggas say I'm up next
Hollow-tips strike your sh*t right through a vest
I just need head when a young n*gga stressed
You can offer a mil' but I cannot confess
I'm takin' that risk I cannot live in regret
You trick on a ho' in return you get sex
Huh, yeah
Twin don't lose your mind
What's on my jeans that's Number (N)ine
But in my pocket keep that 9
You try come 'round here access denied
She love my di*k she like "that's mine"
I keep that switch on that Gen5
And tracer rounds, you cannot hide, huh
[Outro: omgkeon]
Aye, I do this sh*t for you twin
Shoutout T, shoutout Spoof, shoutout jojo
Yeah, yeah, huh, yeah
Huh, yeah, yeah, huh, yeah
Huh, yeah
Remember to smile every once in a while
Or at least pretend, hahaha