[Hook 1: Curt McGurt]
Get a call, cut it off
Hit my raw, get so high
Money low, get it tall
Get it all, get it all
I need bands, I need bands, I need bands
Get it all, get it all
I need bands, I need bands, I need bands
I need bands, I need bands, I need bands
I'mma get it all
[Verse 1: Curt McGurt]
I'm in love with my doja
Pour this drank in my soda
They wonder why I get so high
I'm turning up to my flow right
You all love me with no choice
I'm about my money you some broke boys
I'm scheming up for that Rolls Royce
I smoke a lot, you got no noise
I got some purple
Nobody fake in my circle
I'm geeked up like Erkel
If they want the work bring Obama work 'em
They thought they was sick I'mma nurse 'em
My crew off the Bourbon, b**h you a burden
You treat me so different in person
You acting brand new like you from Jersey
Ain't established Fetty but it make sense
It don't make sense unless it makes dollars
You a straight thot, I'm so fake not
If it ain't hot then you ain't popping
I'mma keep grinding, b**h I ain't stopping
I'mma get it all, you ain't finna ball
I've been going hard, I ain't said it all
I've been going nuts, now you finna fall
[Bridge: Curt McGurt]
Got some drink in my cup so you know I'm drinking
Got some drank in my cup so you know I'm dranking
Ya, ya, ya, ya, pour a cup, pour a cup
Ya, ya, ya, ya, uh
[Hook 2: Curt McGurt & Indica]
Get a call, cut it off
Hit my raw, get so high
Money low, get it tall
Get it all, get it all
I need bands, I need bands, I need bands
I need bands, I need bands, I need bands
Tryna get it all, tryna get it all
I need bands, I need bands, I need bands
I'mma ball, I need bands, I need bands
I'mma ball, get it all, hit my raw
Y'all turnt, y'all turnt, get it all
Get it all, I need bands, I need bands
I need bands, I need bands, I need bands
(Yeah, I need bands, I need alcohol)
(Yeah, I need bands, I need d** and all)
[Verse 2: Indica]
Finnessing, I can't stop finnessing
All the d**, yeah, I can't stop digesting
It's low-key, let's stay off the record
Instinct when I'm rapping I don't do suggestions
I just got the focus make these b**hes notice yeah
Don't f** with commotion we stay with the motion
I stay with the drive everywhere I ride
Keep her on my side, vicin in my eye
We stay with the chore, got that Fader law
Pop that from the trap, no no I can rap
Oh she got that a** need to pay that back
If she f** me right I might call her back
I need bands, I need, I need bands
I need bands, I need, I need bands
I need bands, I need alcohol
I need bands, I need d** and all