F1JO - Banned From The Club lyrics

[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame] Can't follow no n***a, I ain't never meet my pops Red dots all on him he done think he'd had the chicken pox Beef, I nicknamed it Chaz Put lil bruh on you then you know that's your a** Closed caskets little dumb mother f**er Flexing ice, throwing bands, catch me at the Rucker Money talk n***a, call me Chris Tucker Run up on me then you a dead mother f**er You know my company, Bricksquad Monopoly They love our f**ing swag why these pussies copy me All in VIP I'm tryna to smoke about a key He can say anything don't put your hands on me [Hook-Slim Dunkin] We banned from the club, security guards scared (Squad) Bands on your head couple bands you be dead (Haha) We banned from the club, security guards scared Bands on your head couple bands you be dead I got bands on bands on bands on me Grams on grams on grams on me (grams) Strapped up I got that blam on me (bow, bow, bow, bow) Bet no n***a put they hands on me Bands on bands on bands on me Grams on grams on grams on me Strapped up I got that blam on me Bet no n***a put they hands on me [Verse 2: Yung Joey] Skinny jeans, my rubberbands don't fit That's your girl?, I'll take that b**h Discussed her head with my dogs, on a scale of one to ten rate that b**h Send her back to your a**, with a new bag, and a new swag Have her talking back and sh**, like you dad, now you mad Sour D, (Yeah), I'm feeling good Squad on deck, I wish a n***a would Get your Drama like the DJ Take turns stompin' on that a** like a relay I'm getting head on the freeway Bad yellow thing bobbin her head like a dj Yeah, yeah, this pimpin sh** is easy Im poppin' bro, we popular them b**hes do what we say [Hook-Slim Dunkin] We banned from the club, security guards scared (Squad) Bands on your head couple bands you be dead (Haha) We banned from the club, security guards scared (squad) Bands on your head couple bands you be dead (turn up) I got bands on bands on bands on me (bands) Grams on grams on grams on me (grams) Strapped up I got that blam on me (bow, bow, bow, bow) Bet no n***a put they hands on me Bands on bands on bands on me Grams on grams on grams on me Strapped up I got that blam on me Bet no n***a put they hands on me (Dunk, Dunk, Dunk, Dunk) [Verse 3: Slim Dunkin] Drinks of the pink, can't think on that stink (nope) Back to back swishers, eyes low when I blink (haha) Blowin' doja on the dolo (uh huh), ain't posing for no photo (nope) Keep a bad b**h, humpback Quazimoto Solo in the photo Strapped with a .44 n***a jump stupid, knock the horse off your polo Bullets bouncing, pogo. Rob me that's a no go n***a this the squad, Flocka Flame, and Lil JoJo [Hook-Slim Dunkin] We banned from the club, security guards scared (Squad) Bands on your head couple bands you be dead (Haha) We banned from the club, security guards scared Bands on your head couple bands you be dead I got bands on bands on bands on me Grams on grams on grams on me (grams) Strapped up I got that blam on me (bow, bow, bow, bow) Bet no n***a put they hands on me Bands on bands on bands on me Grams on grams on grams on me Strapped up I got that blam on me Bet no n***a put they hands on me