44 Bands ft. TncJuu

Every time I count the cash I think about my mama

I ball with my brothers yeah you know we stack the commas

Shit get greasy out here it get hot just like the sauna

I stacked like forty four bands we call that shit Obama

Told her that I loved her I could get her what she need (Uhhhh)

I be thinking bout nana when I smoke these trees (Uhhhh)

This rap shit getting easy man I swear this shit a breeze

My bitch so bad my nigga she look like Alicia Keys

I stay drippy every season (Drip Drip)

I gotta go hard so I can sell out these arenas

I might take a vaca out to Argentina