Bands ft. Li Boyd Lyrics

I'm in the trap with my niggas

Za got me zooted up

Brodie fucking with them erkies

I know he geeking prolly booted up

These bitches they be spooky so I send my brother for their mans

Foreign boujee bitch

You know I'm riding round with them bands

A hoe ain't never played with me

Bitch is you crazy

Told that nigga give me space, no we can't kick it on the daily

Tatted on my finger

So it's fuck you when I squeeze

Make a nigga bless me

Tell him get down on his knees

Stacking money to the ceiling

Bitch I think I built a ladder

Bitches can't compete with me, it ain't no question 'bout who badder

My niggas toting all exotics

Glockies with the switchy

Shoot this bitch like it's an auto

Yeah I say my glock be glitchy

Bitches capping in their songs

Man they don't want no pressure

I don't involve myself in beef

I'll send my Haitians to address ya

I ain't worried 'bout no smoke

A bitch ain't never played with Kyliqq

My crazy ass'll burn you down

Yo' body they can't ID

Bitches thought I was capping

When I told 'em I ain't fighting

But I bet they hit a four flat when these bullets get to biting

I'm riding in a Bimmer, but I think I want the Benz

Brodie got that five percent so if you look you can't see in

That nigga say he want the smoke, so we fired up the grill

This ain't Call of Duty

You can't respawn after you killed

Nigga say he wanna fuck with me

Cause Kyliqq keep it real

But I'm the motherfucking sergeant, so these niggas know the drill

Get in line

You gotta wait yo' turn

Feds listen when we talk

So that cell, you gotta burn

I like them breadwinner niggas

We gon eat together

I got my own money too

So we both can spend whatever

I'm in the trap with my niggas

Za got me zooted up

Brodie fuckin' with them erkies

I know he geekin' prolly booted up

These bitches they be spooky so I send my brother for their mans

Foreign boujee bitch

You know I'm riding round with them bands

Trap nigga catchin' plays

Serving bows out of the Benz

Switch the whip when twelve get on my ass

The SS with the tint

Re-up with the twentys, fiftys, one hundreds, put the rest up

Ball on these niggas like a cancer, need a checkup

Yeah

Road running to this cash

Interstate music, get it fast

Plug walk the bows through the airport in a black bag

Dirt cheap

Man these bitches damn near came for free

Fifty k profit, I'm in Miami on a shopping spree

Even got my bitch trapping

I got all my niggas rapping

Had to make this shit here happen

I don't give a fuck

Fuck up the money, I got a real habit

Get it back from my country boys

They knowing that I'm still taxing

They think that I'm showing love

Five days ran up a dub

But I ain't spend no money on them bows, I fucked that money up

Partner heard that I was hustling

He like how I'm growing up

Hit the spot with low bags, he told me to get off

Boss man in my trap these niggas know I need an office

Sometimes I don't know what I'm talking 'bout

I just be talking my shit

Unc' said he don't know nothing bout them bows

He know bout workin' his wrist

I told him drop the ticket, look out for my partner

Give 'em to Chick

So many drugs in the spot, I pass the ball like an assist

Might have to stop wearing these skinny jeans, you know the check won't fit

Floor seats with my connect

We at the game watching the Knicks

My lil' niggas in the trenches spinning hard, I'll send a blitz

My own partner crossed me out so bad, you'll think my name was Criss

Tony pull up, give me a lineup

You know that my shit crispy

Went to the FEDs and got a bond

Man I swear that shit there fishy

Niggas telling and just pointing niggas out to get their time cut

I'm a vet, been trapping since a minor

I'm in the trap with my niggas

Za got me zooted up

Brodie fuckin' with them erkies

I know he geekin' prolly booted up

These bitches they be spooky so I send my brother for their mans

Foreign boujee bitch

You know I'm riding round with them bands

I'm in the trap with my niggas

Za got me zooted up

Brodie fuckin' with them erkies

I know he geekin' prolly booted up

These bitches they be spooky so I send my brother for their mans

Foreign boujee bitch

You know I'm riding round with them bands