Rubberband lyrics

[Verse 1: Joey Bada$$]
Uh, they say I'm criminally underrated
Top five? Nah, more like the f*ckin’ greatest
Can't compare me to nobody
Get slow bodied, the flow got it
They speak up on the kid so highly
How the f*ck did this n*gga doubt me?
We could go there, we could talk about it
Ask you n*ggas where you f*ckin' found me
I’ll go cash a check and then I catch a body
I'll go kill a rapper, then I rap about it
I'm a beast, got the whole Flatbush behind me, we deep
How the whole team is elite?
How? b*tch, don't you act like you don't know
I got to get to the, get to the dough

[Verse 2: Meechy Darko]
I really hope you get everything you prayin' for
Even if that thing you prayin' for my downfall
Amen, hallelujah
I say I'm number one, you say delusional
Woke up like f*ck that humble sh*t, I’m on my rumble sh*t
Winners talk about winnin’, losers talk about other sh*t
You never get what you deserve, just what you negotiate
You want the bag, I want the safe
Click-clack, nobody safe
Clap, you look like fashion and my verses be like rappin' class
I’m on the highway to Hell, I count my sins, then laugh and crash
Acid God, stuffed a hundred grams inside the sandwich bag
Money knots, so fat it's bustin' through the rubber bands
[Chorus: Joey Bada$$]
I'm a rubber band man, so I always bounce back (Back)
Countin’ up this bread, with the biscuit in my lap (Lap)
n*gga act up, we gon' push his sh*t back, back, back
I'm a rubber band man, so I always bounce back (Back)
Countin' up this bread, with the biscuit in my lap (Lap)
n*gga act up, we gon' push his sh*t back, back, back

[Verse 3: Zombie Juice]
I'm a little bit different, see
My visual, delivery spiritual
I'm not who you want me to be
I am who I am, yeah, believe I'm the one
I'm back on my bully, more Tyson than Fury, yeah
Ice out the jewelry, too loud, they can't hear you
Connected, we smokin'
Your b*tches be chuggin' white wine and tequila
Need a bae with a body like Megan Thee Stallion, sh*t
I love me a diva, none the concealer
Might vacuum the seal if I need it
We lookin' defeated? Nah, I'm walkin' like Jesus
We at the Nobu Matsuhisa
Zombie the logo, test us a no-no

[Verse 4: Erick the Architect]
Yeah, I spent some years on the road (Huh)
Think it's time I come back home (Huh)
Hoard that money like a cult
Come into the jungle, ready for the brawl
Every single summer, n*gga let it off
If it's any interest, then I pay the cost
So these rubber bands closer to them grams
I put that on Yams, I might get a Porsche, yeah
Feed me diamonds, free medallions
That's expensive diet, and what's bad for?
I gotta ask for it but you scared to buy it
Humble flex, I get crazy vibes
So when I'm stressed, I know they ain't surprised
That's a cool shirt but it ain't your size
When I go berserk, I get laser sight
When I'm in my feels, I blow a bag tonight
[Chorus: Joey Bada$$]
I'm a rubber band man, so I always bounce back (Back)
Countin' up this bread, with the biscuit in my lap (Lap)
n*gga act up, we gon' push his sh*t back, back, back
I'm a rubber band man, so I always bounce back (Back)
Countin' up this bread, with the biscuit in my lap (Lap)
n*gga act up, we gon' push his sh*t back, back, back

[Outro]
Shut the f*ck up, see
Shut the f*ck up
Shut the f*ck up
Shut the f*ck up
Shut the f*ck up, bum ass n*gga
Haha, yo
Bum ass n*gga