Letras
Damn
Damn, damn
Damn, damn, yea
Ima stand tall get new bands, and I told her I don't do friends
Seeing shit I got new lens, try and steal cut off yo hands
And this bitch want my two cents, this shit don't make no sense
Push up make my advance, she say do you love me it depends
Been cooling wit these bands, playing wit these pots and pans
My time running out like sand, don't get stepped on like a ant
I'm not one to go against, I'm on toes I stay on ten
No she not my only fan, in my pockets only bands
Bands got me in a trance, this bitch just wanna dance,
Nope I don't do romance, my new bitch made in France
I got money in my pants, and I spend it all on skants
Nigga no you not my twin, bitch I can't let you in
She say all I do is sin, I say all I do is win
Jump out AMG sedan, I been cooking up these grams
I'm so close to these riches, you know I came from rags
Made this shit up in my lab, been running up these bags
Feel like I'm running out of time, but I been on my grind
Do you wanna see me shine, watch me fall or watch me climb
She say that she shy, I say I don't mind
I told her hit my line, she say I'm always lying
I cannot save a bitch, (Nah) She not Private Ryan
She blow me like a line, I read that bitch just like a sign
Ima stand tall get new bands, and I told her I don't do friends
Seeing shit I got new lens, try and steal cut off yo hands
And this bitch want my two cents, this shit don't make no sense
Push up make my advance, she say do you love me it depends
Been cooling wit these bands, playing wit these pots and pans
My time running out like sand, don't get stepped on like a ant