Bands (feat. Fox4G) - Hideyoshi

Train 1000 On the beat, talkin' foul but I ain't stupid, dawg Hit off a couple credit cards but I ain't doin' fraud Yo bitch gettin' hella freaky tryna suck my balls Treat him like he Jason if he run he still gettin' caught Silly nigga poppin' out his neck, now he gettin' shot Baby no I can't hit that shit, she a fuckin' bop Bummy nigga can't get no cut, need a fuckin' chop Put a nigga right up in the wood for bringin' up opps I can say some shit up on the beat like I'm Band-A-Mont Ran in and took a couple hunnid, I get bands a lot Never been the type to conversate, nigga's hands be out Bronem, got the woods, I got the weed, we finna match some loud Run up, in yo shit, I can't hear her, or don't make a sound Lil' bitch say she wanna fuck, can't even last a round Never been a pug, I got some buds, finna sell a pound They just locked my brother in the cell, free him out the hound Bro said he got another play, I'm finna catch some Nigga said he smokin' on exotic, that shit trash, huh Pink Runtz up in the wood, pull your gas out Remember I was broke, I talk that shit, cause I got cash now Ran it up off a Apple phone, they like how you do it Keep rappin' and make the shit happen cause you love my music Baby's tired of playin' my money, bitch, you must be stupid Leave his ass dead a big chop woulda left him clueless How the fuck you grown and still broke, you need to find your place Plug me in with them section people, I'll be around about eight Bro, adrenaline tripping, while he driving he can't find the brakes A young nigga doin' big shit, I got a lot to say Bitch, yeah, I got a lot to say Owing everybody that you know, you got a lot to pay Finna roll some runtz up in the wood, bro, pass the tray Nigga need to go and get a check, why you tryna wait Call a couple feens, who tryna snort like what Bobby say In the Stu, mixin shit up like I'm Dr. Dre Remember goin' to the pumpkin patch in elementary If three niggas tried to up the stick, my niggas killin' three Bitch, tried set a nigga up, that shit killin' me Said she wanna fuck the first day, know she feelin' me Before you even talk, bring it here, bitch, bring the fee Nigga brought a gun just to flex and they scared to squeeze Punch some shit in like it was made, but it was not for dev Dumb nigga really loony, tunes need lookin' sped Ugly nigga thinkin' that he blood, so he wearin' red A lot of niggas broke, ain't really this, you it's not that mad