BANDS100

VERSE:
Blue hunnids, pink fifties
Ima get this money, still I’m lonely feeling empty
Filling all these voids, I ain’t think I’m living healthy
Slowly we just dying, tell the reaper come and get me

Play in this game, feel the same when you live it up
Take me to the lobby where we started think I’ve had enough
Purp in the blunt, smoke OG
Psilocybin cups, slipping out my body this is sorry I ain’t regular
Yea, don’t compare me to nobody else
I ain’t one for talking bitch I’m walking ringing all the bells
Somеone said they got me you a pussy lyin to yoursеlf
Reaching for destruction I can get you, take you down to hell
Uh, and when we finished you a skeleton
Feed you to the wolves, crack a 40 then I’m off again
Yea, blades coming out my wrist
I ain’t no baraka more like ezio from out the mist
Little bitch I be jumping for my fucking team
I just need some bands, living proof - chasing all these dreams
By any means, sticking to the fucking C.R.E.A.M
That just mean I get it, now I’m living can’t you fucking see