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Bands
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Bands was released on January 18, 2019 by RBC Records as a part of the album The Leek (Vol. 7)
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Release DateJanuary 18, 2019
LabelRBC Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chief Keef
Chief Keef
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Keith Cozart
Keith Cozart
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chief Keef
Chief Keef
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Ain't nothin' good, ayy
DP on the beat
[Verse 2]
Ain't nothin' good but finger licking bands
Lick off my thumb then I begin
One count, two count, money counting
I left my money counter at home, I'm here to count it
Fuck that ****, he ain't talkin' money (Shit)
Call that ****, he talkin' 'bout money
I be on that money shit
****, you be on that funny shit
[Verse 3]
Ring ring, what's on my phone? It's money
Ding ding, who's at my home?
It's the motherfucking police, fuck 'em, ayy
[Verse 4]
Riding in that foreign right now, ayy
Counting on these hundreds right now, ayy
I told that fuck ****, pipe down
'Fore we up these pipes and you get piped down
Glow up, think I see the light now
**** snakes, I don't fuck with thy now, ayy
I'm a rich **** right now
Finna go and get some money right now, ayy
[Verse 5]
Ain't nothin' good but finger licking bands
Lick off my thumb then I begin
One count, two count, money counting
I left my money counter at home, I'm here to count it
Fuck that ****, he ain't talkin' money (Shit)
Call that ****, he talkin' 'bout money
I be on that money shit
****, you be on that funny shit
[Verse 6]
I'm runnin' through this money quick
How could I forget not havin' shit?
Now I just be buyin' shit
I'm a money-making ****, you lil' son of bitch
Walk in the stores, I be tryin' shit
I try it then I buy the bitch
No, I don't buy a bitch
She suck me up for free, I can't deny the shit
Ayy, smokin' Tooka pack
Ruger on me, where your Ruger at?
Finger lickin' bands, finger lickin' bands up in my pants, ****
Finger lickin' bands up in my pants, ****
I'm a walkin' lick, talkin' brick, talkin' shit
You lil' son of bitch get hit with this banana clip
I be poppin' shit, kickin' shit, droppin' shit
Pull up on your block, straight choppin' shit
Pull up on my block and I'm choppin' quick
Swervin', here the coppers is
They behind a ****, tryna find a ****
(DP on the beat)
But I'm running, ****, they can't grab a ****
Written by: Keith Farrelle Cozart
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