Drop Bands On It (feat. Wiz Khalifa, Tyga & Fresh)

Hundred racks, all hundreds Anything less, small money Money so long got a tag on it Anything I want, drop bands on it Bands on it, ba-bands on it Bands on it, ba-bands on it Bands on it, ba-bands on it Bands on it I'm stickin' to the plan (Plan) Got a bottle in my hand (Hand) I wrote this of a dab (Dab) So drunk I need a cab (Cab) And I came in a Porsche (Porsche) Getting brain like a dork (Dork) Good weed in my lungs (Lungs) The way I hit it got her sprung (Sprung) Fuck around and go broke in the club They ain't nothin' like us (They ain't nothin' like us) What you heard? That's raw not a blunt Bitch roll some up (Bitch roll some up) If I ain't getting high then I'm probably workin' Spit that shit that got Miley Cyrus twerkin' I go Hammer with the grammar To spend this many racks you need stamina Hundred racks, all hundreds Anything less, small money Money so long got a tag on it Anything I want, drop bands on it Bands on it, ba-bands on it Bands on it, ba-bands on it Bands on it, ba-bands on it Bands on it New chain hundred grand on it Bitch ass so fat just land on it Just bought a drop top get a tan on it All these bitches on my dick, put your hands on it Hot pussy, put a fan on it I go old LA, just ram on it (Ram on it) B-bands on it Clap, clap, mothfuckin' back hand on it Peter picker pipe 'em T-Raww knife 'em, end them life up Fuck your life up, turn up in a nightclub Nice one, pop one in this bitch Drum and bass molly on her tongue Hundred racks, all hundreds Anything less, small money Money so long got a tag on it Anything I want, drop bands on it Bands on it, ba-bands on it Bands on it, ba-bands on it Bands on it, ba-bands on it Bands on it Fresh pull up in that new Royce four-door Federales taking photos Got the plug from the cholos Buy two, he front me four more I'm a fly boy on my high horse like Polo Need a fly girl with fat ass like J. Lo Hey hoe, I stay on my grizzly, no mayo Got them killas on the payroll Like kids spinning Playdoh Collar pop like fonz My top go back like LeBron Your girls head is the bomb She gave my dick a massage Nigga can't get it unless it's six digits And your pockets shorter then 6 midgets All this ice on my gold keep my neck drippin' If it get Iggy try to stick me with this murder business This money got me lookin' handsome Roll the weed so I can smoke Fifty models in my section 100 bottles of that Rose, everything on me Hundred racks, all hundreds Anything less, small money Money so long got a tag on it Anything I want, drop bands on it Bands on it, ba-bands on it Bands on it, ba-bands on it Bands on it, ba-bands on it Bands on it