Lyrics
Had to run me up them bands, I ain't talkin' bout no drums
Hated math, but addition kinda cool cause I love them sums
Middle of the winter, had to leave my city for a month
Cause it be too cold like my heart
Now she fuckin' with a bum
Had to run me up them bands, I ain't talkin' bout no drums
Hated math, but addition kinda cool cause I love them sums
Middle of the winter, had to leave my city for a month
Cause it be too cold like my heart
Now she fuckin' with a bum
Now she huggin' on a bum, like me when she take them pants off
Granit how my homies be meanwhile all of your mans soft
Let's go band for band lil' homie, call that shit a bands off
Homie got that rare gas, hold on, turn the fans off
She just wanna be loved, not talkin' bout the Bronx
I don't really need love, I'll deal with my wrongs
Know some people that be crack like some thongs
But I made some money off that shit, the diamond setting prong
Like Big Pharma, made some money off the meds ho
Dirtied up my sprite with lean, now it's red ho
Ain't no charge gon' ever turn me to a fed, no
She gon' give me sloppy toppy cause I said so
Would've kept her but she remind me of my ex though
She want too much dates, I move on to the next ho
Just keep it a hundred like them blue bills in my vest ho
Never put all legs in one basket or nest bro
Had to run me up them bands, I ain't talkin' bout no drums
Hated math, but addition kinda cool cause I love them sums
Middle of the winter, had to leave my city for a month
Cause it be too cold like my heart
Now she fuckin' with a bum
Now she huggin' on a bum, like me when she take them pants off
Granit how my homies be meanwhile all of your mans soft
Let's go band for band lil' homie, call that shit a bands off
Homie got that rare gas, hold on, turn the fans off
What set you rep, I rep them sets up in the gym bro
Cause I'm tryna get swole like my pockets been bro
Banzos, do not fuck with them though
Mentos in my cola, red dro in my soda
Baby got that bottle figure Coca-Cola
Maybe if she do me up right, I'ma roll up
Fuck her so good, now she screamin', curlin' toes up
Only white she know about, follow her nose up
Writer(s): Gino Klebba
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