Yeah, I might just go pull up with that fire

I just hit a bank and I'm like hire

Yeah, fuck that ****, he don't make a lot

I might dance in it, yeah, with my bands, bi—

I might dance in it, yeah, with my bands, bitch

I might dance in it, yeah, with my bands, bitch

I might dance in it, yeah, with my bands, bitch

I might dance in it, yeah, with my bands, bitch

I might dance in it, huh

Check my bank, I got too many bands in it, huh

Turn me up, I changed up my brand with it, huh

They want to talk on my name, but they sounding like fans in it, don't hit up my line, that's a grand in it

Split my check and give it to my guys

I don't want to smoke unless I bop

Yeah, they smoking on that grass, I smoke that za

Yeah, play around my bag, you catch that fire

I'ma walk 'round my house with every chain on

I'm at every function with my whips, feel like Django

Broken heart, I'm pulling out a bag with a pango

They gon' see me dancing with my pairs, it's the same though

Yeah, I might just go pull up with that fire

I just hit a bank and I'm like hire

Yeah, fuck that ****, he don't make a lot

I might dance in it, yeah, with my bands, bi—

I might dance in it, yeah, with my bands, bitch

I might dance in it, yeah, with my bands, bitch

I might dance in it, yeah, with my bands, bitch

I might dance in it, yeah, with my bands, bitch