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Trav & Meek Mill
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Trav & Jadakiss
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Trav & Tory Lanez
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Trav & King Jigg & Jim Jones
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Trav & Rich Homie Quan
Trav & Lil Bibby & Blac Youngsta
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[Intro:]
VIP, very important
We don't do no talking
We don't do no talking
[Chorus:]
I just counted 100 off right in this charger
I just blow a bag when I want to feel important
She don't want to fuck man that bitch retarded
Always keep that strap nigga I ain't with no talking
I be fucking all these bandz up
I be fucking all these bandz up
I be fucking all these bandz up
I be fucking all these bandz up
[Verse 1:]
I just did like 200 right in that target
End up on that boomlist she gon be a target
Always keep that strap on me I ain't with no talking
Play around with that bag boy you gon get a coffin
I been fucking all these bands up
Running through the money fucking all of these grams up
I just broke a brick down to dandruff
I just fucked your bitch with my pants up
Tell the lil hoe she better keep quiet
Your baby father beefing he don't want no violence
You [?] on that gun it came with a silencer
All my niggas solid you don't want no problems
[Chorus:]
I just counted 100 off right in this charger
I just blow a bag when I want to feel important
She don't want to fuck man that bitch retarded
Always keep that strap nigga I ain't with no talking
I be fucking all these bandz up
I be fucking all these bandz up
I be fucking all these bandz up
I be fucking all these bandz up
[Verse 2:]
Coupe ain't got no roof, coupe ain't got no roof
I fuck bitches by the two, I fuck em in groups
I can't drink no soda if it don't got no juice
I be playing with the bands nigga that's the truth
Fucking all of these bands up
I just turned your wife into a dancer, private dancer
Broke niggas need they bands up
And I hit her with my pants down, down
No respect for hoes, no respect for those
Niggas wifing thots they don't got no dough
I don't chase you bitch I just grab a rubber
While she give me neck holding onto something
I just told you bitch life is what you make it
No designer clothes I like you better naked
I like you better naked
Send you back home with a fucking face mask
[Chorus:]
I just counted 100 off right in this charger
I just blow a bag when I want to feel important
She don't want to fuck man that bitch retarded
Always keep that strap nigga I ain't with no talking
I be fucking all these bandz up
I be fucking all these bandz up
I be fucking all these bandz up
I be fucking all these bandz up