Bands On Me lyrics

[Intro]
Street tracks
Shout out Fatman for the beat man (L'z)
Ban-Bands on me
Ban-Bands on me (Offback)
Shkedit
These bands on me
Denny!

[Chorus: Denny G]
In this b*tch hella bands on me, got every b*tch wanna put they friends on me (Put they friends on me)
In this b*tch turnt up, high as f*ck, all these damn ban-bands on me (Ban-Bands on me)
Steady smoking dope 'till I choke, all these god damn grams on me ([Dope street])
I'm feelin' like Polo all these god damn grams and grams on me
Ban-Bands on me (Ban-Bands on me)
All these damn ban-bands on me (Ban-Bands on me)
In this b*tch turnt up, high as f*ck, all these damn ban-bands on mе (Turn up)
Ban-Bands on me (Turn up), got every b*tch wanna put thеy friends on me (Let's get it)
I'm feelin' like Polo, all these god damn grams and grams on me

[Verse 1: Denny G]
You ain't a real killer, what yo aim gon' be?
If you misfigure out, where yo brain gon' be
Real talk, lil homie, he a lame, on me
His homies gon' snitch, put the blame on me
Then the police gon' try put a chain on me
Too bad I took off like a plane, on me
Thirty shot, 4-5, came on me
He was woofin', hit the cut, put his name on me
He ain't never hit the stove, he ain't never cop a O
He ain't never let it blow, man that n*gga a straight hoe
Over east no joke, get rich or get smoked
Bro was out here with the grain, I was out here with the snow
Rello hit a stain so we out here with the pole
Make a n*gga fall when a MAC react
All black, kick door, need all that
Kickback, smoke loud pack back to back
We in the field like Larry Holmes
Say they know folks is Larry goon
Just locked up more than Jerry home
We was gettin' it in like Larry Holmes
Like a laptop, I'm hands on
And I ain't stop it 'till my bands home
Get the check, put my mans on
The weakest n*gga gon' stand strong
Traphouse, smell that pack in here, smell that crack in here, don't lack in here
See them racks in here, thrax in here
So hell yeah you know the MAC is near
Ain't going I'ma make that clear
Think about the good times Lil Paris was here
Got my head to the front but I'm watching my rear
They say there's only one god so a man don't fear
[Chorus: Denny G]
In this b*tch hella bands on me, got every b*tch wanna put they friends on me (Put they friends onem)
In this b*tch turnt up, high as f*ck, all these damn ban-bands on me (Ban-Bands on me)
Steady smoking dope 'till I choke, all these god damn grams on me (Dope street)
I'm feelin' like Polo all these god damn grams and grams on me
Ban-Bands on me (Ban-Bands on me)
All these damn ban-bands on me (Ban-Bands on me)
In this b*tch turnt up, high as f*ck, all these damn ban-bands on me (Turn up)
Ban-Bands on me (Turn up), got every b*tch wanna put they friends on me (Let's get it)
I'm feelin' like Polo all these god damn grams and grams on me
(Go dumb!)

[Verse 2: KTS Von]
All these bands on me (On me)
Ray Bans on me (On me)
Catch a body (What)
Put the no lims on me (On me)
f*ck boys ain’t street (Ain't street)
They don’t want that beef (Nay nay)
Big 4-5 spit heat (Spit heat)
Let him Roc in peace (Blap blap)
Catch a Sirc n*gga in traffic, go Johno! (Go Johno!)
Ridin’ through the drive, they lackin’ (They lackin')
Go Gotti go Gotti go Gotti (Go Gotti!)
I’m KTS and we poppin’
No fightin’ no fightin’ no fightin’ (Blap blap, blap blap)
No lungs last, my gun blazin’
You get bodied get bodied (Blap blap), I’m lurkin’
I ain’t goin’ home
Catchin’ n*ggas like Nello Holmes (Free Nello!)
Bad b*tch, A1 thong
She’ll blow the chrome, that’s my ride b*tch (Blap blap)
No I don’t go hard b*tch, I go dumb hoe, you can’t stop this (Nay nay)
Ridin’ around with Denny G (Offback), off hella dope
On mars sh*t (On time)
I’m hittin’ sh*t, I’m a marksman (Blap blap)
No wifin’ thots, I’m cautious
Got hella bands, hella dope (Dope)
He don’t want the smoke, put him through the scope
One b*tch said I’m a target 'cause I got all these bands on me (On me)
And I keep the thirty on me (On me)
Kutthroat so icey, huh!
[Chorus: Denny G]
In this b*tch hella bands on me, got every b*tch wanna put they friends on me (Put they friends on me)
In this b*tch turnt up, high as f*ck, all these damn ban-bands on me (Ban-Bands on me)
Steady smoking dope 'till I choke, all these god damn grams on me (Dope street)
I'm feelin' like Polo all these god damn grams and grams on me
Ban-Bands on me (Ban-Bands on me)
All these damn ban-bands on me (Ban-Bands on me)
In this b*tch turnt up, high as f*ck, all these damn ban-bands on me (Turn up)
Ban-Bands on me (Turn up), got every b*tch wanna put they friends on me (Let's get it)
I'm feelin' like Polo all these god damn grams and grams on me