Get the bands
Mumma told me go and grab the bands out
Throwing hands
(Pew pew pew)
Hands outs (catch it on camera)
Drop to the floor and drop your bands now
So mumma told me never to go
Tell her I got too much sauce
Get the bags out
Put on the vans now
Get the pyrex
Whip up our plans now
I got too much sauce
So girl if you lost me that's your loss
Never take you back
Just stack on stack
Money like I'm on the crack
Mcm gotta catch the bag
Catch the bag, yeah
Never lack, yeah
Design the designer cuz I have an eye that, yeah
And if you cant understand that
Get blocked
Get blocked
Get blocked
Yeah yeah she says my voice is so heavenly
Talk about my problems now my therapist need therapy
I'm a background nig, never involved, you're never hearing me
90 for the karats in my ear and I can't hear a thing
Yeah I got all these carats in my mouth like I'm bugs bunny
Million-dollar smile, always laughing, but ain't shit funny
I could spend a bag and make it back before you've had your coffee
But my momma said never go
So mumma told me never to go
For a stupid hoe
Get the bags out
Put on the vans now
Dripping too much sauce
Drip on the dance floor
