"bands freestyle" lyrics
(feat. rodneyy)
[rodneyy:]
Damn, y'all niggas so lame (Yeah)
I've really been loving with your fucking bae
If you run up on me, you get hit with the K (Yeah, yeah)
He talking, he talk—
In that big Benz, shot up in that big Benz (Yeah, yeah)
Big bands—
—race at P2's Intimidated, I learned some valuable insight regarding the SSS Psychy: (Northcut)
"Don't just win, destroy" (ninetyniiine)
"Don't just outride your opponent, smack the silly out the side of the head"
[xaviersobased:]
Yeah, running through Barbados
Yeah, I'm with your shawty, she said she wanna try anal
This nigga said he wanna feat, but he gotta pay those
He said, "Go outside," yeah, he called me an a-hole
[rodneyy:]
With your bae, and she doing what I say so
I'm with Xav', and we pouring in the Faygo (In the Faygo)
Yeah, we might talk, but it's day-to-day, ho (Uh, uh)
Rollin', xanax, buss, smoking, I can't see the day, ho
[xaviersobased:]
I'm with rodneyy, yeah, and he pouring in the Faygo
Hundred rounds, so my homie gonna have to lay low
Leave a nigga paralyzed, like a Lego
I'ma have to flip a nigga like a Eggo (Yeah)
[rodneyy:]
I pour fours up in my drink, I'm so tint, can't even see (Yeah, yeah)
Don't know why she keeps staring, but if she let me in her jeans (Let me in, I'm—)
Shootin' like I'm Steph' Curry, but I got more O's than [?]
Yeah, that's like thirty on my piece, Vivienne Westwood for my feet (Nah, nah)
[xaviersobased:]
These niggas get a couple fans and get a ego
I'm up next, yeah, even he and she knows
She popped a bean-o, we was listening to [?]
Hella tooties, shoutout to my nigga [?] (Eugh)
[rodneyy:]
Damn, y'all niggas so lame (Yeah)
I've really been loving with your fucking bae
If you run up on me, you get hit with the K (Yeah, yeah)
He talking, he talking, he not really walking
I'm finna murk a nigga, teeth at the pave', uh, uh
Pavement, uh, you know what I'm saying
What I gotta do to show y'all? I ain't playing
She my biggest fan, yeah, she gonna stand (Yeah)
Pull up in the Benz, I feel like Diego, uh, upping it (Yeah, yeah)
And my coupe orange like it got a tint (Uh-huh)
She not fine, two out of ten
That's your man, I ain't just been
Coupe all white, looking like lint, yeah (Like some lint, nigga)
[xaviersobased:]
Why you active? Pussy nigga trapping (Uh, uh)
Ashed him, pull up, and I ashed him
In that big Benz, shot up in that big Benz (Yeah, yeah)
Big bands, yeah, I'm counting big bands (Yeah, them bands)
Mix-match, we just shot a mix-match (Uh)
Hoes, get that, bands, get that
Hoes, get that, bands, get that
Hoes, get that, bands, get that
(Okay, people, there was quite the race over on P3's Gravitude earlier today
Edge-of-your-seat excitement, some truly epic riding, and a surprising amount of fisticuffs
Well, I'm not surprised they would scrap—)
Damn, y'all niggas so lame (Yeah)
I've really been loving with your fucking bae
If you run up on me, you get hit with the K (Yeah, yeah)
He talking, he talk—
In that big Benz, shot up in that big Benz (Yeah, yeah)
Big bands—
—race at P2's Intimidated, I learned some valuable insight regarding the SSS Psychy: (Northcut)
"Don't just win, destroy" (ninetyniiine)
"Don't just outride your opponent, smack the silly out the side of the head"
[xaviersobased:]
Yeah, running through Barbados
Yeah, I'm with your shawty, she said she wanna try anal
This nigga said he wanna feat, but he gotta pay those
He said, "Go outside," yeah, he called me an a-hole
[rodneyy:]
With your bae, and she doing what I say so
I'm with Xav', and we pouring in the Faygo (In the Faygo)
Yeah, we might talk, but it's day-to-day, ho (Uh, uh)
Rollin', xanax, buss, smoking, I can't see the day, ho
[xaviersobased:]
I'm with rodneyy, yeah, and he pouring in the Faygo
Hundred rounds, so my homie gonna have to lay low
Leave a nigga paralyzed, like a Lego
I'ma have to flip a nigga like a Eggo (Yeah)
[rodneyy:]
I pour fours up in my drink, I'm so tint, can't even see (Yeah, yeah)
Don't know why she keeps staring, but if she let me in her jeans (Let me in, I'm—)
Shootin' like I'm Steph' Curry, but I got more O's than [?]
Yeah, that's like thirty on my piece, Vivienne Westwood for my feet (Nah, nah)
[xaviersobased:]
These niggas get a couple fans and get a ego
I'm up next, yeah, even he and she knows
She popped a bean-o, we was listening to [?]
Hella tooties, shoutout to my nigga [?] (Eugh)
[rodneyy:]
Damn, y'all niggas so lame (Yeah)
I've really been loving with your fucking bae
If you run up on me, you get hit with the K (Yeah, yeah)
He talking, he talking, he not really walking
I'm finna murk a nigga, teeth at the pave', uh, uh
Pavement, uh, you know what I'm saying
What I gotta do to show y'all? I ain't playing
She my biggest fan, yeah, she gonna stand (Yeah)
Pull up in the Benz, I feel like Diego, uh, upping it (Yeah, yeah)
And my coupe orange like it got a tint (Uh-huh)
She not fine, two out of ten
That's your man, I ain't just been
Coupe all white, looking like lint, yeah (Like some lint, nigga)
[xaviersobased:]
Why you active? Pussy nigga trapping (Uh, uh)
Ashed him, pull up, and I ashed him
In that big Benz, shot up in that big Benz (Yeah, yeah)
Big bands, yeah, I'm counting big bands (Yeah, them bands)
Mix-match, we just shot a mix-match (Uh)
Hoes, get that, bands, get that
Hoes, get that, bands, get that
Hoes, get that, bands, get that
(Okay, people, there was quite the race over on P3's Gravitude earlier today
Edge-of-your-seat excitement, some truly epic riding, and a surprising amount of fisticuffs
Well, I'm not surprised they would scrap—)
