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($tones) I want the bands, the bezels Yeah Suddenly niggas be coming around Claiming they gang when they see that we getting these bands together This shit is now or never Yeah My shooters slide in the van with the getup Choppers, hammers, and Berettas Trained to go, they never let up Stacking all the cheese and lettuce Bitches out the panoramic got these niggas saying they know me I ain't with the talking, the fussing, don't tell me we fucking, lil' baby, just show me I'm posting my low ends when I'm getting stoney Why I'm always losing focus Niggas be dapping like friends Niggas is snakes Niggas trying to touch the trophy It feel like I'm moonwalking Losing the feeling inside of my legs just to dodge it, this too often All of the things that I witnessed done shaped me, I fall in this loose coffin I'm trying to get back in touch, in my ways, but I think that I'm too off it I scream, they resume talking I just been fiending, I want to feel it Yeah, I want to deal with Been sipping like water, this Henney relieve it 'Til I need a reason So I fuck it, I take me a flight out to Chino In touch with my demons She sucking and touching me, pussy Venetian But grew up in Sweden I'm fucking then leaving I want the bands, the bezels Yeah Suddenly niggas be coming around Claiming they gang when they see that we getting these bands together This shit is now or never Yeah My shooters slide in the van with the getup Choppers, hammers, and Berettas Trained to go, they never let up Stacking all the cheese and lettuce Bitches out the panoramic got these niggas saying they know me I ain't with the talking, the fussing, don't tell me we fucking, lil' baby, just show me I'm posting my low ends when I'm getting stoney Why I'm always losing focus Niggas be dapping like friends Niggas is snakes Niggas trying to touch the trophy Aye I can't feel my face, can't feel my hands I got way too high, I hope I land Going way too fast, hope I don't crash my whip, but if I do I hope that it's now or never Said she'd ride for me, she'd die for me, so let's die together I'm in my bag and in my prime, why she want to be together She want the bands and all the pesos just to get her wetter Yeah, to get her wetter And baby girl, honestly Let's play a game where you swear to god that you'll never lie to me Don't trust anybody that's why I keep it right on the side of me Going outside, it's been a while, I know they watching me Yeah, I know they watching me, yeah I want the bands, the bezels Yeah Suddenly niggas be coming around Claiming they gang when they see that we getting these bands together This shit is now or never Yeah My shooters slide in the van with the getup Choppers, hammers, and Berettas Trained to go, they never let up Stacking all the cheese and lettuce Bitches out the panoramic got these niggas saying they know me I ain't with the talking, the fussing, don't tell me we fucking, lil' baby, just show me I'm posting my low ends when I'm getting stoney Why I'm always losing focus Niggas be dapping like friends Niggas is snakes Niggas trying to touch the trophy
Writer(s): J. Langston Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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