Bachelor lyrics

[Intro]
Iceburg, cmon
Ah f*ck I really ran the bands up
I make em hate my guts
Inside off white don't get ash on my guts
I'm living life like a bachelor
Fly private the fourteen passenger
Game over n*gga get that sh*t up
The young n*ggas running this sh*t
Put em bands up
Old n*ggas shut the f*ck up
Yuh, mud all inside my cup
I just f*cked her one time no cuff
She like to sucky sucky sucky sucky
Till that di*k erupt
Still in my hood but I'm really turned up
n*ggas be fakin' don't go for the bluff
Old dub ass n*ggas ain't gang they ducks
I like to pull up in those all black trucks

[Verse 1]
I had to run up my bucks
I had to ride on the bus
Now only bus I ride on is a tour bus
b*tch you still gon' leave its your choice
Old b*tch mad I got my new hoe a new Porsche
Can't take sh*t shop I don't smoke no Newport
I sell the perc because my brother got court
I ball in real life never been on no court
b*tch I score, gang score
They eat up my drip need a fork
And I still go them sticks when I go to New York
I play with the money when I'm bored
Run a train on yo whole gang they all aboard
I had to sleep on the floor
Now I'm in the condo with the highest floors
My young n*ggas spin yo block like wheel of fortune
All white forces they so gorgeous
I got yo b*tch with me she gorgeous
Ridin’ down [?] I’m in the foreign
We drop bombs we not worried
n*ggas hate but that sh*t really normal
Send shots don't give em no warning
The chopper gon’ blow like a horn
[Hook]
Ah f*ck I really ran the bands up
I make em hate my guts
Inside off white don't get ash on my guts
I'm living life like a bachelor
Fly private the fourteen passenger
Game over n*gga get that sh*t up
The young n*ggas running this sh*t
Put em bands up
Old n*ggas shut the f*ck up
Yuh, mud all inside my cup
I just f*cked her one time no cuff
She like to sucky sucky sucky sucky
Till that di*k erupt
Still in my hood but I'm really turned up
n*ggas be fakin' don't go for the bluff
Old dub ass n*ggas ain't gang they ducks
I like to pull up in those all black trucks

[Verse 2]
I got them f*ckin’ bands bustin’
Blow that sh*t like a fan it’s nothin’
I be waiting for a n*gga to touch me
Text me, n*gga this sh*t will get ugly
You already dead then keep on bustin’
We got em duckin’
Her pus*y hot cause she f*ckin’
No lie I cannot trust you
I’m on the stage with my brotha’s
No security we got them cuttas
Ah f*ck, ah sh*t
Twelve on my ass, f*ck it I hit
That sucka sh*t n*gga not with it
Trap full of p’s no [?]
n*ggas so pus*y they cat they kitty
Got in my bag I got to admit it
Told my young n*ggas stay down
Boy you gon’ get it
That sh*t not exotic boy I can't hit it
sh*t paid in full you lil n*ggas [?] it
The sh*t they’ve been tryna do now?
A n*gga been did it
So many hunnids, 20s and 50s
[Hook]
Ah f*ck I really ran the bands up
I make em hate my guts
Inside off white don't get ash on my guts
I'm living life like a bachelor
Fly private the fourteen passenger
Game over n*gga get that sh*t up
The young n*ggas running this sh*t
Put em bands up
Old n*ggas shut the f*ck up
Yuh, mud all inside my cup
I just f*cked her one time no cuff
She like to sucky sucky sucky sucky
Till that di*k erupt
Still in my hood but I'm really turned up
n*ggas be fakin' don't go for the bluff
Old dub ass n*ggas ain't gang they ducks
I like to pull up in those all black trucks