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[Intro]
...(Oh-oh, oh-oh)
Only bands I'm throwin' (Bands I'm throwin')
Yeah (Census, what you cookin'?)
You know it, you know it
Only bands I'm throwin' (Fah, fah, fah)
[Chorus]
Walk in the club throw it up, get lit
Tell me, how many hoes gon' throw around here?
Said she gon' throw it up when we in private
None of y'all ni**as can take my b*tch
Rock all black, but she like violet
Got to get to the bag, that be own violence
I'm so goddamn fly like a damn pilot
You ain't chasin' a bag, then you don't want it, yeah
Yeah, don't know who gon' be there when I leave
Don't know who gon' be there when I grieve
Took a trip, I need something to see
Shawty don't know who she wanna be
And this money and me what I need
I been chillin', just blowin' them trees
I said, "Baby, who you wanna be?"
She said, "You the one," I could agree, 'gree
Agree, 'gree, agree, 'gree, agree, 'gree
[Verse]
I run it, she love when she knowin' that I run it up
Racks in the stash, they know that they can't fu*k with us
I been the man, you know that I don't give a fu*k
Ambulance pullin' up, they finna pick him up
Shawty a thottie, pull up, she gon' lick it up
Don't fu*k with ni**as, so no, we ain't clickin' up
How she do it? I think she a pro
I feel bad for her ni**a at home
Scared of potential when I'm in my zone
They scared of Tecca when I do that flow...