Popping Ruberbands Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2025
Lyrics
I keep running all these bands, money on my mind
If you calling aint bout money, please don't waste my time
Tryna do everything I can, really on the grind
I swear them haters is some fans, tryna kill my shine
I be popping rubber bands and be getting high
Doing everything I can just to get me by
I can't fuck her, she a fan and she know my type
She try call me and got man, no she not my wife
All these bitches on my body cause they love the ice
I love my bitches, really pretty with a little spice
I'm from the cuse where, it get gritty, gotta earn your stripes
I met this bitch, she pop her titty for another night
I got the drip, I got the sauce, I'm really feeling like
Like I'm MJ, how I'm moon walking on niggas like
You can't tell me bout your problems cause my shit ain't right
You gotta get it how you get it till you get it right
I be calming all my problems like a mountain
Shawty super soaker wet like a fountain
Fuck them niggas that's talking and put me down
I will never let some pussy niggas down me
I'ma take his fucking bitch and let her drown me
Pull up to the fucking club, three round me
I could never let a pussy nigga clown me
I'ma pull up and I'm letting them all rounds eat
They said, Glory Gang, yeah they on a mission
Don't care about competition, and fuck the opposition
They stepping on shit, they never care to ever listen
They standing on shit, them niggas standing on they business
Them niggas really gifted
Run up we gon' blitz em
Throwing dubs in the club, bitches doing tricks and
Just a young nigga, I'ma product of the trenches
Can't trust me, no niggas
And I can't fuck with me, no bitches im that nigga
Rubber bands keep popping and my hand, stay on that trigger
I'm a wild motherfucker, I be hanging with gorillaz
I'ma lama boy, so you know I'm hanging with the members
Fuck the haters that's steady watching, they all up in they feelings
All them niggas keep on watching, they be all up in our business
We keep going up, chasing all these motherfucking millions
Young nigga growing up, I always been around them killers
Never speaking on the gang, you gon' really see the real us
All these bitches on my body cause they love the ice
I like my bitches really pretty with a little spice
I'm from the cuse where it get gritty, gotta earn your stripes
I met this bitch, she pop her titty for another night
I got the drip, I got the sauce, I'm really feeling like
Like I'm MJ, how I'm moonwalking on niggas like
You can't tell me about your problems cause my shit ain't right
You gotta get it how you get it till you get it right
I can change, my life up in this bitch this how it had to be
Run up on them niggas, send them shots and now it's tragedy
Yah bitch on my body, she gon' bug me like a cavity
Pull up on these niggas, see me up and now they mad at me
Wack all in my cup, I swear the feeling it be dragging me
Remember I was low and some niggas weren't really jacking me
They said that my life would end out bad I don't think it's bad, you see
If we go to party, give me addy where the baddest be
Pull up where the baddest be, don't care if they jacking me
Piling all my money, pack it up like how I package be
Chasing all these hunnies, see me up and now they mad at me
Had to break up off these little bitys, got a clear view now
Working real hard, gotta get mama a house
It was hard days when niggas was sleeping on the couch
See me climbing up these mountains, had to break up out the clouds
You can never break my path, I'ma send Glo to your house
Run up, hit em down, talking in a shell
We gon' send shells to your house, they like what's the smell
Turn your house a haunted house, send it through the mail
Now we got a couple pounds, she love it when I make her yell
Bend her over on the couch, I need a bitch that go to Yale
So she could get a nigga out, and if she good, by buy Chanel
Take a trip and book her out, told you my life, I'm living well
Haters, hate they gonna doubt, yeah
All these bitches on my body cause they love the eyes
I love my bitches really pretty, with a little spice
I'm from the cuse where it get gritty, gotta earn these stripes
I met this bitch, she pop her titty for another night
I got the drip, I got the sauce, I'm really feeling light
Like I'm MJ, how I'm moonwalking on niggas like
You can't tell me about your problems, cause my shit ain't right
You gotta get it how you get it, till you get it right