August Elliott - BAND$ Lyrics

Yuh, here we go, here we
Just a young one tryna get the bands locked
Lead foot with the gas so I can't stop
Sorry girl, I don't think you fit my style
But I'll let you stay awhile, but it's only cause your friends hot
Making checks cause you know that I'm about those
Get stressed so I got be smoking loud, woah
Haters flex but they logic never sound
So I tell em' save they breath, put they money where they mouth go
Hashtag, never f*ckin' with a bad att
Snap back, coolin' with my youngins then I crashed back
Cat nap, started grinding never checked the time
Then it was three days later plus half past, wow
Made the beat, yeah I'm rapping on my own shit
I don't need nobody else, I got my own clique
I became the man, man now they flocking me
Yeah I'm gettin' bands, too many people calling me
I don't wanna die, unless I'm dying as a prodigy
I got ride or dies and we lighting up some broccoli
Rocking on the mic, brought fire bumpin' audibly
And all my life I been doing what I gotta be
On my grind all the time, like constantly
Huh, I'm just doing what I gotta be
Honestly, I don't think a mothaf*cka topping me
Know that August Elly just doing what he gotta be
Vibes, watch me illustrate my fantasies
One of the greatest, that's what I plan to be
And I don't mean to be conceited full of vanity
In fact I let them go to war, I stay away so passively
God bless it, who sneezed?
Watch your step cause you don't want that heat, yuh
I'm next, got the flow you got a beat
And when I put it on the track you know they gonna hit repeat
I got my iPhone stuck on replay
And I smoke weed everyday
And these f*ckboys think I play this ain't recess
We don't got no games, except with females
I might just take me a flight, smoke in my soul and it making me right
I never really can make up my mind, steady I feel like I'm playing with dice
Flow you can't beat I'd put wagers on mine, I got the shit with the flavors they like
No you will not see me faking my life, treat me like Caesar I'm breaking the knife
Stop hitting my line, I'm in the foyer
Yeah I'm rocking all my chains and now my wrist it got a Heuer
I might pop off insane, so they know that I ain't boring
While them haters talking shit up on the web and they be snoring, woah
I'm a robot, I'm an automaton
I can't stop even when I hit them octagons
Moving so fast you'd think I'm on the Autobahn
So fast man you'd think I'm into Ramadan
So kick your feet up, listen up
I shine bright, they dull, they need to glisten up
I bring the fire with the verse ain't got no pistol tucked
And keep your girl away from me or else that bitch get f*cked
Whew, man, it's straight homicide
I'm heated up mothaf*cka cause I'm hot with rhymes
You get shot, get Band-Aid or cauterized
Give you shell shock, AK to the A you traumatized
Lord knows I been hoping for some better days
So this'll be a night that we celebrate
Goofys replicate and I just wanna medicate
I'm smoking on some heavyweight cause I'm just tryna elevate, peace
Just a young one tryna get the bands locked
Lead foot with the gas so I can't stop
Sorry girl, I don't think you fit my style
But I'll let you stay awhile, but it's only cause your friends hot
Making checks cause you know that I'm about those
Get stressed so I got be smoking loud, woah
Haters flex but they logic never sound
So I tell em' save they breath, put they money where they mouth go