[ Featuring Cassius Jay ]
All day
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah (yeah)
All day
Oh (yeah, yeah), oh (that boy Cassius)
Rubber band, rubber band, used to be my wallet (used to be my wallet)
One thing 'bout these bitches and and these drugs, they keep on callin' (they gon' keep on callin')
Contraband, contraband, that's not what we call it (that's not what we call it)
Some of my dogs was drug addicted, some was alcoholics (some was alcoholics)
Rubber band man, rubber band man
Rubber band man, rubber band man
Rubber band man, rubber band man
Rubber band man, rubber band man (yeah)
Big bankrolls all over me, bounced back like it was nothin' (it was nothin')
These bad hoes gon' f*ck with me 'cause they can see me stuntin' (see me stuntin')
Steppin' 'til my ankles broke, bitch, I can't even function (can't even function)
My bitch get rid of all the racks like she got breast reduction ('duction)
I put the baddie through surgery, keep me a cutter 'cause niggas act like they wan' murder me (ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah)
B&B turned to a burglary, said you was thuggin', you ain't been to prison, you thirty-three (ooh, ooh, yeah, yeah)
I got the weed and whole lot of perc' on me (yeah, yeah)
Hard to believe niggas rollin' up purple weed (yeah, yeah)
Gave me a sentence, you ain't say a word to me (yeah, yeah)
Heard all my music, act like you ain't heard of me (yeah)
In the club, we throwin' money, gettin' paper ain't a problem (throwin' money)
Tippin' shorty with blue hundreds when they bring out all them wallets
Tell her pose before I f*ck her, nowadays all I f*ck is models (models, models)
If you wanna make a baby, better make a billion dollars (models, models)
Rubber band, rubber band, used to be my wallet (used to be my wallet)
One thing 'bout these bitches and and these drugs, they keep on callin' (they gon' keep on callin')
Contraband, contraband, that's not what we call it (that's not what we call it)
Some of my dogs was drug addicted, some was alcoholics (some was alcoholics)
Rubber band man, rubber band man
Rubber band man, rubber band man
Rubber band man, rubber band man
Rubber band man, rubber band man (yeah)
She wanna link with a nigga who ballin'
She want a nigga who whippin' a foreign
All of the drip and she thinkin' I'm taller
She wanna sit on my dick when I'm tourin'
Suite really look like I live in a forest
Listen to me like I'm singin' a chorus
Beefin' with me, don't think you can afford it
NBA Finals, pull up and I'm scorin'
If her best friend a freak, slap her cheek while she geek
Tongue out, take a drink, keep designer on her feet
If she keep that pussy neat, she might get Patek Philippe
Never be inside in the club unless she be in VIP
Her baby daddy ain't competition
Your baby daddy ain't competition (huh)
Your baby daddy ain't competition (huh)
Reachin', he knowin' he not a nigga (huh)
Your baby mama ain't competition (huh)
Who baby mama ain't competition? (Huh)
Your baby mama ain't competition (huh)
Pull out and throw it all on these bitches
Rubber band, rubber band, used to be my wallet (used to be my wallet)
One thing 'bout these bitches and and these drugs, they keep on callin' (they gon' keep on callin')
Contraband, contraband, that's not what we call it (that's not what we call it)
Some of my dogs was drug addicted, some was alcoholics (some was alcoholics)
Rubber band man, rubber band man
Rubber band man, rubber band man
Rubber band man, rubber band man
Rubber band man, rubber band man (yeah)
Rubber band man
Rubber band man
I make the, I make that ass, yeah, yeah (that boy Cassius)
Rubber band man
Rubber band man
Throwin' up the band-bands
Throwin' up the band-band-bands
Pick 'em up, pick 'em up
Pick 'em up, pick 'em up
