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Nard, Rich Homie Quan
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It's a Band
Diamonds, lookin' like clusters
Bustin' up out of the middle, they bustin' like Gushers
Earned that respect for own uppers
Bands on they head with my hands in my pockets, I touch 'em
I got my hand on the shovel 'cause I got
That bitch out the mud with my brother, yeah
Fishtail the whip out the corner store
Just to let 'em know it's runnin' (Skrrt)
Dior my shoes, Dior my shirt, Dior my visor (You know it)
Kick a bitch out the whip just for playin' with my mind
I don't want them problems (Get out, lil' bitch)
I'ma go run up them bands, that's all
I'm gon' say (That's all I'm gon' say)
I know that pussy boy a fan and that's
All I'm gon' say (That's all I'm gon' say)
Uh, star-studded, everybody fresh (What?)
Rap party, everybody blessed (Hold up)
Niggas mad the homie still rich
Look at they faces, everybody pressed (Huh?)
The paper got my baby mamas fightin' (Swear)
All this money, they think a nigga swipin' (Money)
The trap got a different kind of smell (Ugh)
All these keys and I don't know how to type (Ooh)
She ain't want no steak but ate my meat up (Ah)
She ate the whole plate, she a lil' eater (Eat)
Get out tonight, I know my lawyer gon' be there
I sacrificed my nights and mornings to be here (I did)
I keep that Louis, they know I do that Dior (Know I do)
With all that money, you still can't buy what we order (Nah)
Why you think I sit back with my feet up? (Why?)
Probably gon' pay it all, Jackson (Hey)
I was broke as hell back then (Ooh, hey)
I just got the racks in (Hey, yeah)
Figure no action (Ooh)
Drippin' in fashion, look at me baskin' (Poppin', it's poppin')
I was outside when a nigga started talkin'
Then the chopper started choppin' (Brr)
All my shit bust down, I can't even tell the time in my watch
Diamonds, lookin' like clusters
Bustin' up out of the middle, they bustin' like Gushers
Earned that respect for own uppers
Bands on they head with my hands in my pockets, I touch 'em
I got my hand on the shovel 'cause I got
That bitch out the mud with my brother, yeah
Fishtail the whip out the corner store
Just to let 'em know it's runnin' (Skrrt)
Dior my shoes, Dior my shirt, Dior my visor (You know it)
Kick a bitch out the whip just for playin' with my mind
I don't want them problems (Get out, lil' bitch)
I'ma go run up them bands, that's all
I'm gon' say (That's all I'm gon' say)
I know that pussy boy a fan and that's
All I'm gon' say (That's all I'm gon' say)
Ayy, fishtail up the street (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I got Dior on my feet (Dior)
I fuck up the Dior store (Dior)
Buyin' Dior for my babies (Babies)
Blake and Bryson want them some Diors (Dior)
They wanna drip like daddy (Daddy)
Fuck up the store, fuck up the store (Fuck it up)
That's what you do when you gettin' cheese (Hey, hey)
Versace my boxers, I cut my dreads off
I'm no longer no Rasta (No longer no Rasta)
I got a new roster, I'm killin' these niggas
It's finna be a problem (I'm killin' 'em)
I got me a Glock and an AR pistol, all I
Need is a chopper (All I need is a chopper)
I'm the general, finna go down to the hood
Swish, swish), after that, mop 'em (Fah, fah)
Burnin' out, burnin' out, right in they face (Skrrt, skrrt)
I'ma make them fuck niggas hate me (Hate me)
And the car I'm in go real, real fast (Real, real fast)
But I don't even wanna race it (Hey, skrrt)
Pull over, drop the top on 'em, I done went Cartier crazy (Crazy)
Look at it, it look amazin' (You know it)
This Cartier watch half a eighty (Hey)
Diamonds, lookin' like clusters
Bustin' up out of the middle, they bustin' like Gushers
Earned that respect for own uppers
Bands on they head with my hands in my pockets, I touch 'em
I got my hand on the shovel 'cause I got
That bitch out the mud with my brother, yeah
Fishtail the whip out the corner store
Just to let 'em know it's runnin' (Skrrt)
Dior my shoes, Dior my shirt, Dior my visor (You know it)
Kick a bitch out the whip just for playin' with my mind
I don't want them problems (Get out, lil' bitch)
I'ma go run up them bands, that's all
I'm gon' say (That's all I'm gon' say)
I know that pussy boy a fan and that's
All I'm gon' say (That's all I'm gon' say)
It's a Band
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