Released on April 20, 2020

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[Chorus:]

Bands I be stacking rubber bands

Keep it G like the buckle on my pants

Shawty dance every time I let it rain

Got her head spinning like a weather vane

Go to bed boy, before you in a casket

Go to bed with that .45 on my mattress

Got that bag, that bag on me

I count up fast like 1, 2, 3

Getting cash, let's eat

These hoes casualties


[Verse 1:]

They some hoes to me

These niggas cannot roll with me

Ain’t no ho in me

Can’t wear my shoes, can’t ball with me

I smoke a zone to sleep, ain’t into counting sheep

Guess that’s the wolf in me, I never count on sheep

I got that gasoline, your bitch a guzzler

She even paying me, that bitch a customer

Wake up like fuck the world (fuck it, fuck it, fuck it)

I might just flip the bird (flip it, flip it, flip it)

Everything gravy baby, I’m nice and wavy baby

Hop in the 'cedes 'cedes, I’ll drive you crazy baby

As long as you cool with the fact that money my main lady, and I’ma touch it daily


[Chorus:]

Bands I be stacking rubber bands

Keep it G like the buckle on my pants

Shawty dance every time I let it rain

Got her head spinning like a weather vane

Go to bed boy, before you in a casket

Go to bed with that .45 on my mattress

Got that bag, that bag on me

I count up fast like 1, 2, 3

Getting cash, let's eat

These hoes casualties