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(Yeah) Spend that money, throwin' bands, nigga be on it, she was tryna throw it like, "Yeah" Throw a few bands on the rock, now a nigga two-toned it when the racks came in the mail Laid back, know a nigga be rollin' up chronic, throw a 3.5 on the scale Throwed as hell, you would think I be smokin' on comet, throw a few bands on the grills Good seein' games on the floor (Floor) Broke as hell, so I had to take a dub Niggas callin', I had to put 'em on hold I came and now I'm in that mode, nigga (Mode) Walk in, a nigga too smooth with it (Okay) Bend it over, she throw with it, uh I put my leg up and groove in it You talkin' 'bout a lot, how you move in it? Finna pour up this double cup, we be so faded Gots to go, talkin' 'bout she be jaded Diamonds on me, last year, they was plated Rollin' thrax, young nigga elevated (Elevated) Money comin' in, yeah, I had to flip it She be doin' anything, so I had to tip her Have me passin' out off that soul gripper She be thick as a bitch, so I had to hit her, ayy Spend that money, throwin' bands, nigga be on it, she was tryna throw it like, "Yeah" (Ayy, oh) Throw a few bands on the rock, now a nigga two-toned it when the racks came in the mail (Uh, look) Letras de cancionesLaid back, know a nigga be rollin' up chronic, throw a 3.5 on the scale (Woah, woah) Throwed as hell, you would think I be smokin' on comet, throw a few bands on the grills (Ooh, yeah) Roadrunnin', 200 on the dash Roll the window down, blowin' out gas Might hit my lil' pose when that ho flash Throw an eighth for the low, the bitch go fast Outside with the money on me Outside with them bustdown VVs You know I had to show the OG You know I had to flood the AP Niggas be fed, they police, uh Iced my wrist, Rollie Want a good girl, holy Pop me an X, OD (Oh) Can't lie, a nigga be cravin' it That shit feel crazy Diamonds hit, light all the grave in it (Woah) Spend that money, throwin' bands, nigga be on it, she was tryna throw it like, "Yeah" Throw a few bands on the rock, now a nigga two-toned it when the racks came in the mail Laid back, know a nigga be rollin' off chronic, throw a 3.5 on the scale Throwed as hell, you would think I be smokin' on comet, throw a few bands on the grills Laid back, know a nigga be rollin' off chronic, throw a 3.5 on the scale Throwed as hell, you would think I be smokin' on comet, throw a few bands on the grills (Yeah, yeah) From Letras Mania