Thumbing Through Bands Lyrics

I'm thumbing through bands

Fell in love wit how it feel in my hands

You rap for bitches but I rap for the fans

Give her dick and now she doing her dance

40 Hit him, make a fuck nigga prance

Stick showing, had to pull up my pants

Stick hit him now that fuck nigga praying

She mad as shit cuz I ain't give her a chance

Last time I checked I don't give a damn

Bah, damn

Summon thunder bitch I feel like Shazam

SG ain't men nigga we is a fam

Bullet in his mouth he look like a calm

Stay wit some sticks like a young nigga building a damn

And I tax for work, bitch Uncle Sam

Fuck the pigs ima turn em' to ham

Solo for life but I'm sliding wit Cam

Send him to satan that young nigga too hot

Thinking bout faking my death like I'm 2Pac

Might lace an opp jay bitch like a shoe knot

Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up

Feds blitz, hide the P in a shoebox

Said I wouldn't make it lil bitch wait, WHO NOT?

Caught wit the stick I might get me a new glock

If I call up BROME that's one to your dome

You better go home

I'm Solo for life but that lil freak bitch can't leave me alone

Might silence the chop like I'm watching my tone

But violence is what I do not condone

She licking me up like an ice cream cone

That lil bitch a dog, I threw her a bone

Got too many flows but not many hoes

I'm back from the dead, like Jesus I rose

That light on the stick got him striking a pose

We loaded wit sticks and we ready to go

Heatless in the trap we using the stove

Close range got some blood on my clothes

She staying down then I pay for her toes

Ain't talking Rudolph got that beam on ya noes

Was coppin' Vics now I'm coppin' them O's

She said "its me or weed", the gas what I chose

My mexican plug was serving me at Lowes

Would be a gardener but I don't fuck wit hoes

No grim reaper I be taking her soul

I know some strippers that might slide wit the pole

Ain't good in the hood so you paying a toll

3 Fingers in the bitch like i'm tryna bowl

I'm thumbing through bands

Fell in love wit how it feel in my hands

You rap for bitches but I rap for the fans

Give her dick and now she doing her dance

40 Hit him, make a fuck nigga prance

Stick showing, had to pull up my pants

Stick hit him now that fuck nigga praying

She mad as shit cuz I ain't give her a chance

Last time I checked I don't give a damn

Bah, damn

Summon thunder bitch I feel like Shazam

SG ain't men nigga we is a fam

Bullet in his mouth he look like a calm

Stay wit some sticks like a young nigga building a damn

And I tax for work, bitch Uncle Sam

Fuck the pigs ima turn em' to ham

Solo for life but I'm sliding wit Cam

Send him to satan that young nigga too hot

Thinking bout faking my death like I'm 2Pac

Might lace an opp jay bitch like a shoe knot

Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up

Feds blitz, hide the P in a shoebox

Said I wouldn't make it lil bitch wait, WHO NOT?

Caught wit the stick I might get me a new glock