Blaza - Bands Lyrics

I never ask how much it cost
I got it
I run it up like a boss
That's me
My closet it look like mall
U see it
I could go buy what I want
Cause I get it

I could do what I wanna do
U hear dat

These nigga mad cause they don't
Why u mad

U heard that I got that sauce
I'm dripping

Now you wanna blow up phone
Who dis

Where u been at
When I been in the trap
Breaking a pound down in ozs
Where u been at

Now I just sit back
And count up them stacks
Racks
And do all my dirt on my own
If I need too

These niggas faking they clones
They copying

That's why it stay in the console
I'm strapped

That gas in the air like a drone
That gas in the air like a drone
U smell that

Thats loud

Run up these bands
HUNDREDS

Run up them grams
Run it

I know how to make it bubble
I survived out the struggle

Every car I drive muscle
20 bands in a duffle

Yellow diamond look like mustard
Double Gs on my buckle
I got it coming by the truckload
Dump it off like 44
I'm doing numbers
Like a billboard
I know it's hard to ketchup wit me
I been putting numbers on the
Scoreboard
On my
Worst day u couldn't f*ck with me
In that GLC doing buck fifty
If u need something come shop with me
It's jumping back like Tarzan
All my niggas on the block with me
Shooters jumping out of dodge van
If you think u ever gonna rob from me
Bullets racing like dodge hemi
No automatic that's all simi
I'm schizophrenic like cussing zimmy
Friendly fire until it's all empty
I'm plugged in like wall assembly

Before the album I been in the kitchen
Cooking drop and water whipping
Driving fast never doing the limit
I spend it fast
That's the way that I get it
Ask about me and the way that I'm living
Don't play with me
I'll come out dress like Ninja
Chopper bullets burn play with your children

I never ask how much it cost
I got it
I run it up like a boss
That's me
My closet it look like mall
U see it
I could go buy what I want
Cause I get it

I could do what I wanna do
U hear dat

These nigga mad cause they don't
Why u mad

U heard that I got that sauce
I'm dripping

Now you wanna blow up phone
Who dis

Where u been at
When I been in the trap
Breaking a pound down in ozs
Where u been at

Now I just sit back
And count up them stacks
Racks
And do all my dirt on my own
If I need too

These niggas faking they clones
They copying

That's why it stay in the console
I'm strapped

That gas in the air like a drone
That gas in the air like a drone
U smell that

Thats loud