I got a whole lotta bands and

I got a whole lotta blicks n shit

And I got a whole lotta bitches

They up at the crib tryna talk to the kid

And I'm finna climb to the top

No aint nobody thats ontop of me bitch

And my blick fuckin wit nintendo

I got a switch on the back of the grip

I cannot fuck wit no fan

That boy on dick like a bitch oh my god go go get a band

I see the tape that you dropped aint doing well do you need a hand

And im finna walk in the club with the fuckin blick all up in my hand

How that boy mad bout a unfollow Ima go and do that shit again

You be all up on my dick get yo own swag following them trends

Had to kick you out the clique you be dicksuckin all my fuckin friends

Yeah, Pray to god you never talk shit cuz ill really go commit a sin

Yeah

Yeah

Bitch i got some bands and im outside

And that bitch a fan get her outside

And shoutout to noah yeah the southside

And shoutout my bitch yeah she too fye

The choppa give that boy a heart attack

Ima spazz on it like i aint started yet

No i cant believe that i aint charted yet

Cause the music i make is a artifact

I got a whole lotta bands and

I got a whole lotta blicks n shit

And I got a whole lotta bitches

They up at the crib tryna talk to the kid

And I'm finna climb to the top

No aint nobody thats ontop of me bitch

And my blick fuckin wit nintendo

I got a switch on the back of the grip

I cant trip if he talk bout a bitch

Spent a hunnid thousand on some rick

Took yo lil hoe i watch him throw a fit

Yeah i got some bands she cannot get a bit

Yeah im on the buildin the top of that bitch

He got that internet glock on his hip

Im a young boss boy i stand up ontop of my shit

She lookin bad when she stand up ontop of my sh-

I got the gas pack in my backpack they wan pass that oh my god

You cant get my snapchat you a nat nat bae im passed that oh my god

She eat up like a snack pack or a flap jack cause my racks fat

Yeah my bag stacked that boy run up send shots at his snapback

Play my cards right like its blackjack yeah yeah

I got a whole lotta bands and

I got a whole lotta blicks n shit

And I got a whole lotta bitches

They up at the crib tryna talk to the kid

And I'm finna climb to the top

No aint nobody thats ontop of me bitch

And my blick fuckin wit nintendo

I got a switch on the back of the grip