[Hook: SoLavage]

Got hunnids bands, do you want some

I’m the one that got them 30 bands, they don’t know where they came from

Drinking all this liquor, and I done this girl, she got me real numb

I got all my guys countin’ up my money on the floor, they addin’ real dumb

Lose your job, work for me, you get hella paper

I threw a shot, went to top of the head, now he gotta low taper

I be ballin at Prada, used to ball js like Laker

I done this girl, yeah, we met later

When I’m in the trap, never lock the door

Fivе bands on the fit, only dior

Don’t leak me yo’ mixtapе, i’m gon’ trash that, you gon’ be hearin’ that when I’m on tour

Look at everybody who done doubted on me, and mama, I already swore

[Verse 1: SoLavage]

Ay, ay, ay, look at me now, i grinded for my spot

I got people who used to be my friends, they just let me rot

I’m on billboards, I’m trending, I’m really hot

*Inaudible*

You callin’ my music trash, while yo’ girl blastin’ it nonstop

Told her no, she used to listen to K-Pop

I make HipHop music, but some may call me a popstar

But I feel like I’m a rockstar

Used to sit on 2k, now I’m getting played

Now, countin’ all these bands, let’s do some math

[Verse 2: SoLavage]

100’s all I see, when I went to the ATM (okay)

I’m feelin’ hungry, bought a choc’ for 200 (okay)

I done sold these cross trainers for 300 (okay)

Feelin’ a lil nice, so I donated 400 away (okay)

Went to the NBA game, these seats 500 (okay)

I spent 600 on this bottle, he tryna test me, I bash his head (okay)

I spent 700 on these jackets, they unreleased, you gotta wait (okay)

800 on these shoes, I wear them once, then I threw them away (okay)

900, plane tickets straight to the bay (okay)

1,000, Johnny Dang said “lemme give u a chain” (Okay, okay)

[Hook: SoLavage]

Got hunnids bands, do you want some

I’m the one that got them 30 bands, they don’t know where they came from

Drinking all this liquor, and I done this girl, she got me real numb

Got hunnids bands, do you want some

I’m the one that got them 30 bands, they don’t know where they came from

Drinking all this liquor, and I done this girl, she got me real numb

I got all my guys countin’ up my money on the floor, they addin’ real dumb

Lose your job, work for me, you get hella paper

I threw a shot, went to top of the head, now he gotta low taper

I be ballin at Prada, used to ball js like Laker

I done this girl, yeah, we met later

When I’m in the trap, never lock the door

Five bands on the fit, only dior

Don’t leak me yo’ mixtape, i’m gon’ trash that, you gon’ be hearin’ that when I’m on tour

Look at everybody who done doubted on me, and mama, I already swore

[Verse 3: B00$KER]

Aye, got lotta pookies

Shawty ate me like i was some cookies

Yo’ shawty, she a groupie

This my debut, gotta admit I’ma rookie

Shawty knows me I get drunk n nasty

All I want is some (shh)

Aye, my pookie gotta big forehead

At least she gimme head

You in second place lil boy, I’m always ahead

[Verse 4: OPG ARYN]

I been stacking that paper

Aye, I been stacking that paper

Aye, aye, I been stacking that paper

Hoes calling me a player

Everyday when I wake up, I send my prayer

Aye, I don’t mess with no thot, I don’t obey her

Yeah, I’on obey her

Yeah, aye, ion obey her

I’m ballin’ like a laker

Aye, grafiti, I’m the creator

Aye, pour a 4 in my container, aye

[Bridge: SoLavage]

“Ay, Young So in the club, we in the stu’ with SuhDrako. Ay, listen, don’t get no thot to mess you up, don’t hang around people that doubt you, man, think you won’t be none. Be with the people that believe in you, they real, fasho, facts.”

[Hook: SoLavage]

Got hunnids bands, do you want some

I’m the one that got them 30 bands, they don’t know where they came from

Drinking all this liquor, and I done this girl, she got me real numb

I got all my guys countin’ up my money on the floor, they addin’ real dumb

Lose your job, work for me, you get hella paper

I threw a shot, went to top of the head, now he gotta low taper

I be ballin at Prada, used to ball js like Laker

I done this girl, yeah, we met later

When I’m in the trap, never lock the door

Five bands on the fit, only dior

Don’t leak me yo’ mixtape, i’m gon’ trash that, you gon’ be hearin’ that when I’m on tour

Look at everybody who done doubted on me, and mama, I already swore