[Chorus: Fat Nick]

All about the bands, I'm all, I'm all about these bands

I'm all about the jugg, I'm all, I'm all about the jugg

I'm all about this Tech, I'm all, I'm all about this Tech

I'm all about it, we all about it

All about the bands, I'm all, I'm all about these bands

I'm all about the jugg, I'm all, I'm all about the jugg

I'm all about this Tech, I'm all, I'm all about this Tech

I'm all about it, we all about it

[Verse 1: Fat Nick]

Rappin', stay trappin', pop money like magic

You comin' 'round me, .224's full of tragic

[?] bitch, I'm sippin', I'm nappin'

Take that bitch home, she gon' fuck in my hammock

Blowin' up, no comin' down

This Rover engine burnin' now

I'm off the shits, stay geekin' now

I poured an eighth, I'm schemin' wild

Pull up, gon' full up, she suck me and throw up

She wanna have sex but her Twitter gon' blow up

She suck my dick up and her phone it gon' pull out

You comin'? I'm watchin' the ratchets, stay pulled off

Now I'm tweakin' now, a hunned Xans, I'm peakin' now

Hi-Tech pints are leakin' out, remix the jugg, I geek him out

Pussy boy ain't with the shits, a forty mag' gon' make him dip

Finessed him fast and fuck his bitch, Buffet Boys jit, we runnin' shit

Bank accounts be addin' now, I swear to God we global now

Satan won't you fuck with me? I thrash the streets, my [?]

Fuck with me, don't fuck with me, my money seated next to me

Model bitches over me, my ex bitch can't get over me

Work, how I work, pull the fye, this shit gon' jerk

If I catch him, bet he murked, hunnid bands, my pockets hurt

[Chorus: Fat Nick]

All about the bands, I'm all, I'm all about these bands

I'm all about the jugg, I'm all, I'm all about the jugg

I'm all about this Tech, I'm all, I'm all about this Tech

I'm all about it, we all about it

All about the bands, I'm all, I'm all about these bands

I'm all about the jugg, I'm all, I'm all about the jugg

I'm all about this Tech, I'm all, I'm all about this Tech

I'm all about it, we all about it

[Verse 2: LAMB$]

Sometimes I need that lean to go to sleep

Got a new bitch every week

Takin' flights, I be gone every week

My old bitch won't stop callin' me

Got my chains out, I won't ever tuck 'em

If the pints ain't sealed, man, I won't touch 'em

I just dropped a four, now it got me leanin'

Made a few plays now my phone keep ringin'

Count hunchos all the time, ayy

Need a Rollie for the time, ayy

If you niggas owe me money, ayy

I need my shit on time, ayy