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I got bands, I got brands, I got bitches up in france
I got money in my hands while I'm takin off her pants
I be flexin' on the 'gram with them choppas from Iran
We gon' put 'em in the sand, we gon' give the bitch a tan
I got bands, I got bands, I got bands
These bitches on my dick be blowin' me like they some fans
Ain't ever left a problem hangin', no we never ran
And if I want a bitch, then all them bitches on demand
Yo, tell me how you want me when you didn't want me then
You playin' all these games so now you gotta meet the end
No, I am not your partner, bitch no we ain't even friends
She wanna get a taste, yo, all I need to know is when
My diamonds, they be shinin' like a diamond-plated pen
My soldiers they be ride or dyin' time and time again
These cats is more like chickens, they some motherf*ckin' hens
Yo, I be makin' millions, I don't ever make no cents, I never make no sense
I got all this lean and this ice in my cup
Peoples talkin' shit, we ain't eva gave a f*ck
We ain't goin' down, lil baby, we go up
She said she wanna f*ck, told her, baby, ain't that tough
Now I'm blowin' up, everybody think we cool
Lil' shorty said she wetter than the water in a pool
You 'ready know the drill, we gon' hit you with these tools
You gotta give respect, understand where that shit due
I'm doin' all these shows, you can get up out my face
They say they want the smoke, gave 'em swishers for a taste
This biddie said she love me and she wanna catch a case
I'm puttin' everybody in they mothaf*ckin' place
I'm rockin' all designer like I got a damn degree
They wanna see my show but wanna see that shit for free
My teachers give me A's, deep inside they want the D
These bitches sippin' gin, they in love with who I be
I got bands, I got brands, I got bitches up in france
I got money in my hands while I'm takin off her pants
I be flexin' on the 'gram with them choppas from Iran
We gon' put 'em in the sand, we gon' give the bitch a tan
I got bands, I got bands, I got bands
These bitches on my dick be blowin' me like they some fans
Ain't ever left a problem hangin', no we never ran
And if I want a bitch, then all them bitches on demand
Yo, tell me how you want me when you didn't want me then
You playin' all these games so now you gotta meet the end
No, I am not your partner, bitch no we ain't even friends
She wanna get a taste, yo, all I need to know is when
My diamonds, they be shinin' like a diamond-plated pen
My soldiers they be ride or dyin' time and time again
These cats is more like chickens, they some motherf*ckin' hens
Yo, I be makin' millions, I don't ever make no cents, I never make no sense