T’d Up (Remix) lyrics

[Chorus]
Stack these bands, yeah, stack these bands
My neck gon' dance, bad, b*tch, no tan
Yeah, fear of God Vans, yeah, fear of God pants
My belt Hermes, I took my chance

[Verse 1]
Board my jet, Steward just offered me sex
My whole cool lit, Rolex an AP, Patek
I told you my drip is the best
The Cuban link choke on my neck
I turned the Lamb' truck to the max
Had one shot like it's Russian roulette
Ain't no need of you talking back
From the street and you know that's a fact
Send a n*gga to jail, ain't no rat
Used to serve you lil' n*ggas the pack
I'ma kill 'em, no heart attack
And no back and forth, tic for a tac
Pour the syrup up, I need to relax
I be sleepin', you n*ggas get wacked

[Chorus]
Stack these bands, yeah, stack these bands
My neck gon' dance, bad, b*tch, no tan
Yeah, fear of God Vans, yeah, fear of God pants
My belt Hermes, I took my chance
[Verse 2]
[?] from Milan, no Roshan John
Gripping the gun, weigh it, bag up a ton
Big, I'm goin' King-Kong
Rocket, they waitin' on the launch
Pocket got nothin' but hun-duns
Can’t stop it, I drip it for fun
Yellow Rollie, I know it's the sun
Hit the club and I throw me some ones
Only made twenty racks for this month
Gotta run the sh*t up in the clutch
Yeah, they holdin' they nuts
Bro got caught and I'm payin' his bond
It's just us and nobody above
With a real one, you know it's all love
Geekin', we takin' these drugs
Talk out my face with a mug
See them blue hundreds fill up the tub
Go to icebox, spend me a dub
Pour up, we toastin' it up
Mud is stainin' my cup
Gunna gettin' paid for the club
Big business, I'm rockin' the toast

[Chorus]
Stack these bands, yeah, stack these bands
My neck gon' dance, bad, b*tch, no tan
Yeah, fear of God Vans, yeah, fear of God pants
My belt Hermes, I took my chance