OnlyBands lyrics

[Intro]
(No Way, Hozay)

[Verse 1: Bundog]
They said it's up, and stuck
I ain't takin' no drugs
But every time I feel like smokin' Dubz, I'm rollin' him up (Rollin' up)
The demons pop, no cuts, yeah, we fillin' him up (Brrt)
And why you think your shorty callin' when she finna f*ck? (Callin')
Because my neck is icey, or 'cause my wrist look pricey
Or 'cause he talkin' like a demon, but to me he's nicey (Nicey, nicey)
These n*ggas b*tch made, worry 'bout what your b*tch made (Yeah)
I turn your b*tch into my driver, now your b*tch paid (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I'm with [Jay Mizzy?], we in trap mode (Trap)
We ain't leavin' Getty's crib until this pack sold (Pack, pack)
She got an OnlyFans, but her fans old (Old)
And we some only bands, and thesе bands can't fold (Won't Fold)

[Verse 2: SupaWassi]
f*ck OnlyFans, b*tch it's OnlyBands (Uh)
Tell that b*tch, "Suck my di*k and move thesе thousand grams" (Bricks)
f*ck rap beef (Wlatt), we leave it in the streets (Grrt)
They don't slide, they tweet
I got Off-White on my feet
All my wrist is on freeze
All my diamonds say cheese
I'm in the block like I'm Embiid
Tell that b*tch to eat my meat
On my Air Force got a crease
Don't do the drill if it ain't neat
You ain't gon' shoot, then take a seat
They covered your crodie with a sheet (With a sheet)
[Verse 3: J Neat]
Yeah-ahh
Look at this drip, ooh (Whoa)
I got your b*tch up on my di*k, ooh (Grrt, ahh)
Thirty, the clip, ooh (Grrt)
Spin your block, no, I won't miss you (Grrt, grrt)
sh*t went left, I made it right (Okay)
Up in the trap, get racks all night (Okay, okay)
She gettin' money, the things I like (I like)
Ball like two-three, feel like Mike
S.O.S, we shoot on sight
Play with the gang, you lose your life
Four-five-six when I roll that dice
We in the Woods, just like we hike, yeah
Yeah-ahh, (Ahh)
She gonna f*ck every time I say (I say)
She get the bag every time I say
I hit the trap, I ain't had no plate (Nah)

[Outro: J Neat]
I hit the trap, I ain't had no plate, nah
I hit the trap, I ain't had no plate