She like, do you know what you gon’ do?
And I’m like, b#tch I don’t know you
b#tch, I don’t like you, yeah, b#tch f#ck you
Like n#gg# yeah I’m trynna get fifty bands
Grow that bag, yeah, and then make it f#ckin’ rain
See the guap, bag it, bag it, bag it
Till you see no more bands
Give some cash to a broke boy, watch him do the money dance
Supreme bag on me, yeah you know I gotta flex though
He said that he got shooters, shooting like on rainbow
If she trynna play me, n#gg# I cannot let it go
I just need some bands in the safe for my safe bro
I don’t even know where I gotta start with you
I’ve been trynna keep it low so I could talk with you
I’ve been trynna know you, so I can get around you
But I guess it didn’t really work well
So, f#ck it I’ma get my bag then
The way how I’m packin’ the cash man
I feel like I’m robbing
n#gg# say I’m trash, yeah, well he stay around me
Cause’ he know I can blow [Ay], soon anytime though
Like n#gg# yeah, I’m trynna get fifty bands
Grow that bag, yeah, and then make it f#ckin’ rain
See the guap, bag it, bag it, bag it
Till you see no more bands
Give some cash to a broke boy, watch him do the money dance
Yeah, money, money dance
Yeah, money dance
Bands, bands, bands, bands, yeah, yeah
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