Bands Gone

By tdf

On CULTURE

Released on March 13, 2025

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[Verse 1: Spoof]

It's Spoof on that bitch, yeah

Beaucoup racks in my pants it can't fit, no

She wan' fuck on the gang tell her bend over

She gon' text me where I'm at, bitch I been home

Why the fuck is you ridin' dick if you been broke

Did this shit on my own, what you wan' know?

Yeah, I'm outta control, you already know

White hoe all on my damn phone, jugg that nigga bands gone

Ugh, nigga a damn clone

Shook, fuck nigga ran home

Bands on bands on bands now they see that I'm the man

I'm with motherfuckin' gang you can't be a part of the clan

That hoe actin' really funny I thought she popped a xan

Like fuck yo' mans, yeah, bring a friend, yeah

You know I'm standin' on 10, I had to do it again


[Verse 2: jojo!]

I had to do it again

Bitch, yeah I'm with my guys, I wanna see 'em win

Ridin' with a hood bitch she tryna pop 10s

She wanna hop in

She tryna lock in

Whеre the opps at? They always hidin’

Tryna [?] you boxеd in

Walk in the function I'm bringin' my Glock in

Takin' my bitch nigga then I'm [proud of you?]

Told my bitch baby I ain't hidin'

Niggas be dickridin' and I'm tired of them

Huh (Stop that, yeah)

I got sum' for ya, this bitch got my drugs [on ya?]

Bitch ass tried, his ass tried [?]

I look at my cup and I pour up

I look at my bank and it's loaded

She was with me when I was down bad at my lowest

So I'm finna give her the most

Yeah, yeah

Keep buyin' on God you gon' meet him

Nigga claim he a YN nigga I beat him

I bet the Gen5 go 'head delete him

Go 'head defeat 'em

Go 'head leave 'em

You a bitch I read you

What's on my garments, Evisu

We taking yo shit come retrieve it

I sip on that Jack and I'm leanin'

And my bitch on my dick when I'm peein'

This bitch tryna eat up my semen

Nigga playin' with the gang he ain't breathin', no

This draco singin' like Keyshia Cole

I'm poppin' it all like I'm peepin', ho

Lil' bitch I get fly like an eagle

She experienced she say "I can teach you"

She get hot she tell me she gon' eat me

Evisu, Bottega, Goyard and the Ricky

My cup get so dirty that it's lookin' filthy


[Verse 3: omgkeon]

Put my new bitch in Balenci'

I'm with young nigga pop out with a switchie

I'm getting high 'til it hide the emotions

She look in my eye, she know that I'm guilty

[?] 'cause she boring she swear that I'm friendly

I feel like I'm [?] 'cause a young nigga hit me

She claim she a dime but this bitch worth a penny

I know that you broke yo' pockets on empty

You can't hide it

She so wet with me jump up inside it

Call-call gang you know that they slidin'

I'm-I'm leanin' in the air like a pilot

I'm [?] your body divide it

Had to place everything, realignment

She want love but I cannot provide it

I'm gon' keep it a stack I don't got my license

Still with that bitch in the back

Can't [?] get off to my chest

They gettin' hip niggas say I'm up next

Hollow-tips strike your shit right through a vest

I just need head when a young nigga stressed

You can offer a mil' but I cannot confess

I'm takin' that risk I cannot live in regret

You trick on a ho' in return you get sex

Huh, yeah

Twin don't lose your mind

What's on my jeans that's Number (N)ine

But in my pocket keep that 9

You try come 'round here access denied

She love my dick she like "that's mine"

I keep that switch on that Gen5

And tracer rounds, you cannot hide, huh


[Outro: omgkeon]

Aye, I do this shit for you twin

Shoutout T, shoutout Spoof, shoutout jojo

Yeah, yeah, huh, yeah

Huh, yeah, yeah, huh, yeah

Huh, yeah

Remember to smile every once in a while

Or at least pretend, hahaha