I want them bands, yeah I want them bands fr
I want them bands, yeah I want them bands fr
I want them bands, yeah I want them bands fr
I want them bands, yeah I want them bands fr
All I think about is money ain't nothing you can do to change that
If ya dude try to run up he can get his f*cking chain snatched
We on the way, RBG gang, you know we all wit it
We tote them things, we tote them k's, and you know I'll take a sentence
Late nights posted by the store
Run that shit you know how it go
Gotta get it I can't stay broke
Trap king gotta move that coke
Late nights I was on my own gripping that strap walking down a dark road
No trust stay close to a pole
Try touch me bitch I'ma blow
You ain't on my level I'm on a roll
I'm always high but I stay on the low
I got hittaz boi you don't want smoke
I'ma Savage not the same as before
I'm different I'm not the same as the rest
He say he won't problems well let's put em to the test
If he really bout it hell say it wit his chest
You ain't gotta tell me bitch ik that I'm blessed
You can't believe everything you told
You know how it is cause this world so cold
I been counting up money while I'm smoking this dope
I heard you a king time to take yo throne
You can't believe everything you told
You know how it is cause this world so cold
I been counting up money while I'm smoking this dope
I heard you a king time to take yo throne
I want them bands, yeah I want them bands fr
I want them bands, yeah I want them bands fr
I want them bands, yeah I want them bands fr
I want them bands, yeah I want them bands fr
All I think about is money ain't nothing you can do to change that
If ya dude try to run up he can get his f*cking chain snatched
We on the way, RBGgang, you know we all wit it
We tote them things, we tote them k's, and you know I'll take a sentence
I gotta take care of my mama to get us on our feet
We outch here tryna grind so we can both eat
Living my life like a Savage I grew up on the streets
All I ever really wanted was to go and live my dream
Some always say that I won't never make it
But I'm steady grinding, stacking I'm waiting patient
My life's a f*cking race my heart is always pacing
You try to run up and yo life I'm taking
No more playing it's time to put Eden on the map
You think I give a f*ck about a friend bitch you get no dap
I'm in the trap house with the strap tell em come thru the back
My only addiction is the studio time to relapse
I want them bands, yeah I want them bands fr
I want them bands, yeah I want them bands fr
I want them bands, yeah I want them bands fr
I want them bands, yeah I want them bands fr
All I think about is money ain't nothing you can do to change that
If ya dude try to run up he can get his f*cking chain snatched
We on the way, RBG gang, you know we all wit it
We tote them things, we tote them k's, and you know I'll take a sentence