Bands

[Intro: Karoshi Tarantino]
She wanna fuck with us 'cause we got bands, aye
She wanna fuck with us 'cause we got bands
She wanna fuck with us 'cause we got bands, I just be popping these xans
Fuck on that bitch 'casue I'm cool as a fan, don't give a fuck 'bout your mans
All of these diamonds I got on my hand, taking a trip to Japan
Counting these racks up as fast as I can
She wanna fuck with us 'cause we got bands, I just be popping these xans
Fuck on that bitch 'casue I'm cool as a fan, don't give a fuck 'bout your mans
All of these diamonds I got on my hand, taking a trip to Japan
Counting these racks up as fast as I can
I got gorillas that jump out the zoo, aiming at you and your crew
Don't give a fuck if that bitch is your boo, aiming this choppa at you
All of these diamonds I'm flexing are new, while his neck is turning blue
I wear designer, I got Jimmy Choo, Christian Dior on my shoes
I got some shooters that ride with the crew, aiming at you and you
I really fuck with you so Imma cop ya, boo
Put some respect on my name before I put you out of shame
I am so new to the game but we on the slow rise to fame

[Hook: Karoshi Tarantino]
Gang in this bitch, we blow up like Osama
Aiming this choppa at you and your mama
Feeling like Future, might fuck up some commas
Presedential rollie, feel like Obama
Niggas always tryna stir up some drama
Heat his ass up like mufuckin' sauna
Leave him marked up like a fucking piranha
Blow his brains out like he Kurt from Nirvana
I just got me a bad bitch like Rihanna
We hit the road and bought out Benihana
Fucked on some twins, they named Flora and Fauna
Then we driving home, we smoke marijuana
All of my money is green like Iguana
We might have sex only if the bitch wanna
Game on the line, I pass to Iguodala
Feel like I'm Youngboy, I'm screaming Ranada

[Verse: SheLoveReek]
I walk inside saks and spend a hundred grand
Smoke a lot of gas, I smoke a hundred grams
Choppa test your brain, we tryna see an exam
In that weak ass hellcat, nigga don't forget the Lamb'
I got the racks, Let me show I ain't bluffing
She love the diamonds, that hoe start to bussing
[?]
[?], tell that hoe stop the capping
Look at the drip, I'm so fly like Aladdin
He on the X, can't remember what happened
He talking crazy, catch bullets like Madden

[Bridge: Colin Khors]
Open up the door, all the clouds seem to follow
I feel like a god, you can call me Apollo
Imma leave your dog headless, call that sleepy hollow
Imma text your bitch and tell her don't forget to swallow

[Hook: Karoshi Tarantino]
Gang in this bitch, we blow up like Osama
Aiming this choppa at you and your mama
Feeling like Future, might fuck up some commas
Presedential rollie, feel like Obama
Niggas always tryna stir up some drama
Heat his ass up like mufuckin' sauna
Leave him marked up like a fucking piranha
Blow his brains out like he Kurt from Nirvana
I just got me a bad bitch like Rihanna
We hit the road and bought out Benihana
Fucked on some twins, they named Flora and Fauna
Then we driving home, we smoke marijuana
All of my money is green like Iguana
We might have sex only if the bitch wanna
Game on the line, I pass to Iguodala
Feel like I'm Youngboy, I'm screaming Ranada