[Intro: Yo Gotti (Sampled)]
Pop a rubberband, that's like a hundred grand
All fives, tens, and twenties, you wouldn't understand
Pop a rubberband, that's like a hundred grand
All fives, tens, and twenties, you wouldn't understand
Pop a rubberband, that's like a hundred grand
All fives, tens, and twenties, you wouldn't understand
Pop a rubberband, pop a rubberband
Pop a, pop a, pop a, pop a
[Chorus: Yo Gotti (Sampled)]
Pop a rubberband, that's like a hundred grand
All fives, tens, and twenties, you wouldn't understand
Pop a rubberband, that's like a hundred grand
All fives, tens, and twenties, you wouldn't understand
Pop a rubberband, that's like a hundred grand
All fives, tens, and twenties, you wouldn't understand
Pop a rubberband, that's like a hundred grand
All fives, tens, and twenties, you wouldn't understand
[Verse 1: Jurrarri]
I pop rubberbands, the kids blowed a hundred bands
Magic City Monday night, I did it for the fans
Yellow Breitling, that's 160 bands
Twenty diamond chains, that's another hundred grand
2010 new Camaro, I paid fifty grand
Offset [?], another thirty grand
Pissy j**elry gang, dropped twenty on my hand
A sack full of Gucci belts, I'm the f**ing man
Been had money, been had hundreds, still the f**ing man
MTV and Comedy Central gave me eighty grand
You say you got a record deal, 150 grand
I got 80 just to show my f**ing face, man
They flew me out to Hollywood, they want to meet the man
CEO of Ju Records, I cut the check, man
'Rarri, 'Rarri, 'Rarri, 'Rarri
'Rarri, 'Rarri, I'm still the f**ing man
[Chorus: Yo Gotti (Sampled)]
Pop a rubberband, that's like a hundred grand
All fives, tens, and twenties, you wouldn't understand
Pop a rubberband, that's like a hundred grand
All fives, tens, and twenties, you wouldn't understand
Pop a rubberband, that's like a hundred grand
All fives, tens, and twenties, you wouldn't understand
Pop a rubberband, that's like a hundred grand
All fives, tens, and twenties, you wouldn't understand
[Verse 2: K. Vixen]
It's K. Vixen in this b**h, who did you expect?
[?] to these n***as, to these hoes, I'm a threat
And I'm gon' body slam the doors and cashing checks
That means I be getting money, hoes get upset
I got your n***a trained, he bring me what he earned
He got me eating shrimp while he got you eating s**m
See, I'm the realest in it, when will they ever learn?
You hoes done had your time to shine, so b**h, it's my turn
I know they wanna and I know wish they could, could
Ay, f** Ashanti 'cause K. Vixen got that good good
I'm making moves, doing that these hoes should, should
A s**y a** chick, but I'm still hood, hood
South side, hoe, yeah, that's what I'm repping
I bought the Prada bag just so I can tote the weapon
You need to start stepping or call the paramedics
'Cause I'ma give these hoes shots like a diabetic
[Chorus: Yo Gotti (Sampled)]
Pop a rubberband, that's like a hundred grand
All fives, tens, and twenties, you wouldn't understand
Pop a rubberband, that's like a hundred grand
All fives, tens, and twenties, you wouldn't understand
Pop a rubberband, that's like a hundred grand
All fives, tens, and twenties, you wouldn't understand
Pop a rubberband, that's like a hundred grand
All fives, tens, and twenties, you wouldn't understand