who made the beat
charlie?
hundred bands
running man
keep the bands tucked
chopper hit you
it gon' fold you
you don't wanna cancel
bitch she all up in my ear
i tip her she a dancer
put some lean up in my sprite
it give me the answer
bitch
i might be
up in my white tee
dripping pricey
bitch my diamonds icy
hundred bands
running man
keep the bands tucked
chopper hit you
it gon' fold you
you don't wanna cancel
i got no heart
he a dope boy
drop that dope off
in a nascar
now he stalking
bitch i cost a fee
and that check on me
all this money
can't talk to me
can't talk to me
these bitches switched up quick and i'm not accepting no apologies
hop up in that drop top
and i drop it like my prodigy
when i'm on vacation
i eat lobster on a private beach
i just signed a deal
i got mill
it ain't no stopping me
money brings you enemies
these niggas ain't no friend of me
how you wanna talk 'bout asian
bitch you can't get near to me
i'ma butterfly these bitches smaller than a centipede
all the time
test my gangster
shoot you in some saint laurent
drop top and i'm from the block-ock
forty make your heart stop
make you do the leg bop
pushed me to the edge
ah
bitch you really scared
ah
these niggas
they feds
ah
you ain't got no bread
ah
yeah
ha
what's killing
i got too much green
ha
bitch my foreign speed
ha
pop out gucci tee
pop out busting at your team
ha
my wrist bling
ha
blinding niggas
you can't see
alexander wang
i rock that bitch
i'm looking flee
pull up in a maybach
rock designer
and it stay that
big ass boy you better chillax
send two shots
boy you gon' feel that
i go wow
chopper kick back
pow
pow
pow
to your kneecap
ride 'round town
with my seat back
have you ever seen a draco go
pull up flexing in that brand new ghost
yeah
hitters with me everywhere i go
do a drive-by in a lambo
big racks
got big bands hoe
i can't make her finish
she start looking at my diamond rings
spending money
trying to eat
how were you
if you were me
go do it with some chains on
boy you can't compare to me
my whips i can stand on
come and take a picture
she
hundred bands
running man
keep the bands tucked
chopper hit you
it gon' fold you
you don't wanna cancel
bitch she all up in my ear
i tip her she a dancer
put some lean up in my sprite
it give me the answer
bitch i might be
up in my white tee
dripping pricey
bitch my diamonds icy
hundred bands
running man
keep the bands tucked
chopper hit you
it gon' fold you
you don't wanna cancel
drop top and i'm from the block-ock
forty make your heart stop
make you do the leg bop