Red Bands ft. Avion Lyrics

Hunnids gon slip out my jeans

Cut me a check

Too many bills, all that I see is the greens

Ten bands, Twenty bands, already know that I'm wiping this clean

Red bands, 100 bands, put that shit under my own LLC

I might

Ice out 'for I make my way up to the top

Shawty wanna go cry bout all the shit that she know that she lost

Ask me why I don't lie bout all the shit that I went out and bought

Y'all flexing on fake brands, I ain't stressing bout any the costs

What's the time, check my watch

None to waste, none to cost

Where's the line, where's it stop?

Wanna taste of the shit we made

But say we ain't gon drop

Whip the wraith out the box

But for now we riding stock

When lil shawty said she fuck with me

Just meant she wanna fuck

Yeah, yeah

Told her I done gave enough

Swear I'm doing all the work when the times is getting tough

Now I'm losing all my worth and myself is hard to trust

Baby is this all just lust now?

Tell me who to trust now

I don't think that I can love now

Think I'm hurt, but I been burnt out

Hunnids gon slip out my jeans

Cut me a check

Too many bills, all that I see is the greens

Ten bands, Twenty bands, already know that I'm wiping this clean

Red bands, 100 bands, put that shit under my own LLC

I might

Ice out 'for I make my way up to the top

Shawty wanna go cry bout all the shit that she know that she lost

Ask me why I don't lie bout all the shit that I went out and bought

Y'all flexing on fake brands, I ain't stressing bout any the costs

Maison Margiela my jeans

I remember selling dope to the fiends

A youngin' just my minding my P's

Now the M's, they be talking to me

Lil shawty just think about all that she lost

But I don't give a fuck she know what I want

So nowadays I just do what I want

The view looks different when you live at the top

Yuh, uh huh

I fuck her while she wearing Louis Vuitton

I told you already the story was wrong

Cause I am the one to put you in a song

Level up, level up

Get a bag and then I run

Fuck all them bitches that said I was dead and gone

But shit I'm only twenty one

Now I just sit with the best

Kick back, got a lot on my chest

Fuck that, little bitch and the rest

And anyone who finna come for my neck

Bullets fly like the Fourth of July

We took his bitch and now he asking me why

I told my lil brodie to watch for them guys

Cause shit be slimy when you move in they eyes

Yuh

Hunnids gon slip out my jeans

Cut me a check

Too many bills, all that I see is the greens

Ten bands, twenty bands, already know that I'm wiping this clean

Red bands, 100 bands, put that shit under my own LLC

I might

Ice out 'for I make my way up to the top

Shawty wanna go cry bout all the shit that she know that she lost

Ask me why I don't lie bout all the shit that I went out and bought

Y'all flexing on fake brands, I ain't stressing bout any the costs