From the 412 (pittsburgh)
You know what I do (what I do)
Tryna get these bands up I ain't worried bout you (ha)
That's the truth (keep it a hunnit)
I'm at the booth
If you ain't rockin wit me get out my way I'm makin moves (makin moves bitch)
Hop on this track and I f*ck it up (f*ck it up)
Keep talkin shit get your money up
I'm at the top I ain't messin up
Ice on my neck got me cold as f*ck (brrr)
Sippin on purple all in my cup
Actin all tough cause you think you up
Sit yo ass down and just take the blunt
If you ain't smokin you can't hang wit us (can't hang wit us)
I ain't done yet I'm just gettin started
Me and my old life you know we parted
Hangin wit shooters (bang)
You know that they booters
Could get yo ass killed just like I'm cold hearted
You hoes are retarded (dumb ass hoe)
Don't get me started
Working and grinding you haters so blinded
I'm already up and you broke boys departed
From the 412 (pittsburgh)
You know what I do (what I do)
Tryna get these bands up I ain't worried bout you (ha)
That's the truth (keep it a hunnit)
I'm at the booth
If you ain't rockin wit me get out my way I'm makin moves (makin moves bitch)
I need a bag on the regular
F*ck you man don't hit my cellular (ring ring)
God damn you hoes are so basic
Can't see my comeup you need to get lasic
Run up this check while you steady chasin
Need me a bitch who don't f*ck wit the lame shit
Need me a dealer who gon' give me the dank shit
Stay makin signs but you ain't wit the gang shit (blood gang)
Stay in yo lane I ain't playin witchu
Cards in my hand I ain't dealin witchu
Ice on my neck I ain't coolin witchu (ice)
Got bitches on my ass I ain't f*ckin witchu
Been stressin this money since I was a youngin
Ain't trippin no more I been countin these hunnits (blue hunnits)
Been livin my life and been livin it great
You can hate all you want but my homies are straight
Slow it down
Smoke the loud
Back that ass up on me babygirl don't make a sound (shhh)
Girl is you down
I run this town
You's a freak all in the sheets bitch you gon' make yo daddy proud
Aye
From the 412 (pittsburgh)
You know what I do (what I do)
Tryna get these bands up I ain't worried bout you (ha)
That's the truth (keep it a hunnit)
I'm at the booth
If you ain't rockin wit me get out my way I'm makin moves (makin moves bitch)
KayBandz - 412 Lyrics
KayBandz - 412 Lyrics
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From the 412 (pittsburgh)
You know what I do (what I do)
Tryna get these bands up I ain't worried bout you (ha)
That's the truth (keep it a hunnit)
I'm at the booth
If you ain't rockin wit me get out my way I'm makin moves (makin moves bitch)
Hop on this track and I f*ck it up (f*ck it up)
Keep talkin shit get your money up
I'm at the top I ain't messin up
Ice on my neck got me cold as f*ck (brrr)
Sippin on purple all in my cup
Actin all tough cause you think you up
Sit yo ass down and just take the blunt
If you ain't smokin you can't hang wit us (can't hang wit us)
I ain't done yet I'm just gettin started
Me and my old life you know we parted
Hangin wit shooters (bang)
You know that they booters
Could get yo ass killed just like I'm cold hearted
You hoes are retarded (dumb ass hoe)
Don't get me started
Working and grinding you haters so blinded
I'm already up and you broke boys departed
From the 412 (pittsburgh)
You know what I do (what I do)
Tryna get these bands up I ain't worried bout you (ha)
That's the truth (keep it a hunnit)
I'm at the booth
If you ain't rockin wit me get out my way I'm makin moves (makin moves bitch)
I need a bag on the regular
F*ck you man don't hit my cellular (ring ring)
God damn you hoes are so basic
Can't see my comeup you need to get lasic
Run up this check while you steady chasin
Need me a bitch who don't f*ck wit the lame shit
Need me a dealer who gon' give me the dank shit
Stay makin signs but you ain't wit the gang shit (blood gang)
Stay in yo lane I ain't playin witchu
Cards in my hand I ain't dealin witchu
Ice on my neck I ain't coolin witchu (ice)
Got bitches on my ass I ain't f*ckin witchu
Been stressin this money since I was a youngin
Ain't trippin no more I been countin these hunnits (blue hunnits)
Been livin my life and been livin it great
You can hate all you want but my homies are straight
Slow it down
Smoke the loud
Back that ass up on me babygirl don't make a sound (shhh)
Girl is you down
I run this town
You's a freak all in the sheets bitch you gon' make yo daddy proud
Aye
From the 412 (pittsburgh)
You know what I do (what I do)
Tryna get these bands up I ain't worried bout you (ha)
That's the truth (keep it a hunnit)
I'm at the booth
If you ain't rockin wit me get out my way I'm makin moves (makin moves bitch)
You know what I do (what I do)
Tryna get these bands up I ain't worried bout you (ha)
That's the truth (keep it a hunnit)
I'm at the booth
If you ain't rockin wit me get out my way I'm makin moves (makin moves bitch)
Hop on this track and I f*ck it up (f*ck it up)
Keep talkin shit get your money up
I'm at the top I ain't messin up
Ice on my neck got me cold as f*ck (brrr)
Sippin on purple all in my cup
Actin all tough cause you think you up
Sit yo ass down and just take the blunt
If you ain't smokin you can't hang wit us (can't hang wit us)
I ain't done yet I'm just gettin started
Me and my old life you know we parted
Hangin wit shooters (bang)
You know that they booters
Could get yo ass killed just like I'm cold hearted
You hoes are retarded (dumb ass hoe)
Don't get me started
Working and grinding you haters so blinded
I'm already up and you broke boys departed
From the 412 (pittsburgh)
You know what I do (what I do)
Tryna get these bands up I ain't worried bout you (ha)
That's the truth (keep it a hunnit)
I'm at the booth
If you ain't rockin wit me get out my way I'm makin moves (makin moves bitch)
I need a bag on the regular
F*ck you man don't hit my cellular (ring ring)
God damn you hoes are so basic
Can't see my comeup you need to get lasic
Run up this check while you steady chasin
Need me a bitch who don't f*ck wit the lame shit
Need me a dealer who gon' give me the dank shit
Stay makin signs but you ain't wit the gang shit (blood gang)
Stay in yo lane I ain't playin witchu
Cards in my hand I ain't dealin witchu
Ice on my neck I ain't coolin witchu (ice)
Got bitches on my ass I ain't f*ckin witchu
Been stressin this money since I was a youngin
Ain't trippin no more I been countin these hunnits (blue hunnits)
Been livin my life and been livin it great
You can hate all you want but my homies are straight
Slow it down
Smoke the loud
Back that ass up on me babygirl don't make a sound (shhh)
Girl is you down
I run this town
You's a freak all in the sheets bitch you gon' make yo daddy proud
Aye
From the 412 (pittsburgh)
You know what I do (what I do)
Tryna get these bands up I ain't worried bout you (ha)
That's the truth (keep it a hunnit)
I'm at the booth
If you ain't rockin wit me get out my way I'm makin moves (makin moves bitch)
Writer: Kaitlin Capo
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid