Jay Critch - Bands lyrics

[Intro: Rich The Kid] La Música de Harry Fraud You know how the f** we comin’, n***a Broke-a** n***a Broke-a**, b**h-a** boy [Verse 1: Rich The Kid] I might put a bitty out (skrrt) I came up and I got rich, it ain’t no hand out (rich) I’ma blocka, she a bird (brrr) Whole team rich forever, it’s my word (huh?) Ask me how we made it, it was destiny (it was what?) Same boujee b**hes callin’, now they stalkin’ me (b**h) All I know, I gotta flex up (flex) Drop a bag (bag) Ice my neck up (ice) Ooh, put ’em [?] She too extra (extra) Don’t do lectures (no) Want Saleesha or Alexa (or what?) Rich Forever, b**h, we got no extras (no b**h, huh?) b**h, I been ballin’ on reefer (on reefer) f** her one time, then she need me (she need me) My diamonds, they clear as the TV (whoa) My water on my wrist is on Figi Money too tall, they growin’ up (growin’ up) My plug on Molly, do dohnuts (skrrt) He tol’ me my pockets’ll swole up (whoa) You gettin’ to close, b**h, hol’ up [Chorus: Rich The Kid] Watch (watch) Whole lotta bands on me (bands) Cut the check and bought a Rollie He can dance on (whoa, ice) Then she cookin’ breakfast naked (naked) Broke-a** n***as say we wouldn’t make it (rich) [Verse 2: Jay Critch] Them n***as fake it ’til they make it (hey) They be too [?] to the basement Gotta show out, trap a bag of the aces Diamonds froze now, yeah my chain different races I’m spend me a check and replace it I just hit it, it’s never relations (relations) We the k**ers like Freddy and Jason (Freddy and Jason) How I ran up them racks is amazing (amazing) Oh, you flexin’ with packs? We gon’ take it (take it) Me and my n***as came out the basement (basement) We ain’t trappin’ Make sure they can’t trace it (hey) I’ma jump in the coupe and I race it (skrrt) I’ma f** on your boo and erase it All these broke n***as is talkin’, can’t take it (take it) We gon’ put up those shots, it’s the Matrix (bow) Put a fave in the clutch like [?] [Chorus: Rich The Kid] Watch (watch) Whole lotta bands on me (bands) Cut the check and bought a Rollie He can dance on (whoa, ice) Then she cookin’ breakfast naked (naked) Broke-a** n***as say we wouldn’t make it