Bands lyrics

[Intro]
AceTheFace

[Chorus: OhGeesy]
This ain't a Milly Rock, this a money dance
And my di*k ain't hard, that's a thirty in my pants
I got thirty of them bands, I'ma make a stripper dance
And I'ma f*ck a n*gga b*tch 'cause he nerdy, she a fan
The molly either white or it's yellow like some sand
If you need it, hit my line, know I got it, I'm the man
Oxycontin, thizzle, Xans, that's what made me all these bands
n*ggas talkin' hella reckless so we layin' all these hands

[Verse 1: OhGeesy]
Bands, bands, bands, all I think about commas
Thirty in a forty, all I think about drama
I'm finna get this money, give it right to my mama
Playin' with the chicken, you gon' meet all the llamas
Bands, bands, bands, all I think about commas
Thirty in a forty, all I think about drama
I'm finna get this money, give it right to my mama
Playin' with the chicken, you gon' meet all the llamas

[Verse 2: Rob Vicious]
I need money, I need weed, I need drank (I need drank)
n*ggas knockin', ain't a fiend and I'm straight (Man)
These n*ggas tellin' stories but they don't be who we think (Nah)
Talkin' like he ain't a pus*y but he lyin' in your face (f*ck)
I been bossin' since a rookie, watchin' n*ggas from the back
Smokin' cookie out the pack and shootin' n*ggas rockin' black (Rrah)
P's gettin' taxed, I guess I'm back to sellin' crack
Got a lick for couple racks, then tell a n*gga where it's at (Where it's at)
[Chorus: OhGeesy]
This ain't a Milly Rock, this a money dance
And my di*k ain't hard, that's a thirty in my pants
I got thirty of them bands, I'ma make a stripper dance
And I'ma f*ck a n*gga b*tch 'cause he nerdy, she a fan
The molly either white or it's yellow like some sand
If you need it, hit my line, know I got it, I'm the man
Oxycontin, thizzle, Xans, that's what made me all these bands
n*ggas talkin' hella reckless so we layin' all these hands

[Verse 3: Fenix Flexin]
I sip big juice but you n*ggas probably knew that
I'm ridin' 'round with two straps, I'm wavy like a durag (Durag)
My n*ggas see a lick, we finna hit it, n*ggas do that (Do that)
I cheated on my b*tch, I'm 'bout to go and buy a new bag (A new bag)
You n*ggas almost made it but you didn't, n*gga, too bad (That's too bad)
I'm cashin', counted forty bands off the backend
What happened? n*ggas talkin' reckless 'til we spazzin'
Poppin' it, my n*gga, you ain't really 'bout that action (Poppin')

[Verse 4: Master Kato]
Tell that b*tch to send them codes right now
I'm tryna get it, tryna get this sh*t gone right now, right now
I been juggin' off these phones like how
n*gga, how you turn a cool hundred to a light thou', light thou'?
This sh*t regular, baby, I swear to God (No cap)
No, you can't compare with us, lady, yo, this the mob (b*tch)
All my n*ggas ready like Freddy if it's a prob (Grrah)
Chop a n*gga, now he spaghetti up in the pot
[Chorus: OhGeesy]
This ain't a Milly Rock, this a money dance
And my di*k ain't hard, that's a thirty in my pants
I got thirty of them bands, I'ma make a stripper dance
And I'ma f*ck a n*gga b*tch 'cause he nerdy, she a fan
The molly either white or it's yellow like some sand
If you need it, hit my line, know I got it, I'm the man
Oxycontin, thizzle, Xans, that's what made me all these bands
n*ggas talkin' hella reckless so we layin' all these hands

[Outro]
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