8 Bands Lyrics

[Intro]
After laughter comes tears (There'll be tears)
Hold up (Eight thousand for the beat, bitch)
Bruh, are y'all serious?
Skrrt, yeah, grrah, grrah, okay
Okay, yeah, uh, uh, uh, yeah, uh

[Verse 1]
Hangin' out the window with that toolie, tryna bust it
Only call her when I'm off the Perc, I make her suck it (I make her suck it)
Doubled up the profit, now I'm finally makin' money (Yeah)
If you keep some Gotti, your trap gon' jump just like a bunny (Bang)
I don't give a f*ck about a nigga talkin' crazy
'Cause if he gotta say it to my face, he ain't gon' say it (Cap)
Had the chance to shoot me in my face but he ain't take it (Nah)
Take a nigga ho and give her back 'cause she was basic
Cutters in the car, the clip a Nutty Buddy bar
I been goin' hard, it's gon' be hard for me to stop (Hard for me to stop)
Hit him with the Glock, it have him dancin' like the mop (Yeah)
I don't need no Auto-Tune, I had to show 'em I could bop

[Chorus]
Okay them racks up (Rack)
Keep that Gat tucked (That Gat)
What they mad for? (They mad)
It don't add up (Yeah)
I need cash, bruh (That bag)
Yeah, that bag up (Yeah)
I get mad love
They be like, "Yessir"
Okay, them racks up (Uh)
Keep that Gat tucked (Tucked)
What they mad for? (They mad)
It don't add up (Nah)
I need cash, bruh (That bag)
Yeah, that bag up (Gang)
I get mad love (Woo)
They be like, "Yessir"
[Verse 2]
Okay, now do we have a problem? What's a goonie to a goblin? (What?) They wanna know what I'm doin', but just know I'm up to somethin' (They know I'm up to somethin')
Money, money, money, all I'm thinkin' 'bout is money (Yeah)
Bring the beat back in, but I got this mothaf*cka jumpin'
I just got a Glizzy and that bitch new (Yeah)
I just bought my new lil' ho a shitzu (On God)
If he disrespect me, beat his shit loose (Yeah)
Yeah, AR and that Draco ain't gon' miss you (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Okay, big dog status, I ain't even much a big dog (Nah)
I'ma keep it real and f*ck these hoes, that's why they pissed off (That's why they mad)
I just bought some Yeezys, then I dropped a tear for Liftoff (R.I.P. to Liftoff)
'Member when we smoked his ass in Madden, he was pissed off
Niggas creep, gotta watcch for the sneak, they gon' think you sweet (Yeah)
Press delete, try to step on me, knock you off your feet
Refugee, I be with them drills that come from overseas
Keep it street, they can't f*ck with me, they know what's up with me

[Chorus]
Okay them racks up (Up)
Keep that Gat tucked (Tucked)
What they mad for? (They mad)
It don't add up (Don't add)
I need cash, bruh (That bag)
Yeah, that bag up (Gang)
I get mad love (Yeah)
They be like, "Yessir" (Yessir)
Okay, them racks up (Them racks up)
Keep that Gat tucked (That Gat tucked)
What they mad for? (Yeah)
It don't add up (Nah)
I need cash, bruh (That bag)
Yeah, that bag up (Uh)
I get mad love (Gang)
They be like, "Yessir" (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

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