Gz Up

[Hook: Cris Streetz]

I'm just in love with the rubber bands
She just in love with the lifestyle
Hurting a f*** n*** feelings
Every time that I ride around
All my n****s split the pie now
Still G's up h**s down
Might buy this bitch two bags
Still G's up h**s down

I'm just in love with the rubber bands
She just in love with the lifestyle
Hurting a f*** n*** feelings
Every time that I ride around
All my n****s split the pie now
Still G's up h**s down
Might buy this bitch two bags
Still G's up h**s down

[Verse 1: Young Buck]

Buy a bitch like 2 bags
New Celine & go yard
Couple packs take em on road
Never question if I'm on job
Make it look sooo easy
Like all I ever do is catching lobs
Lob city more like chop city
Deandre Jordan how I throw it down
All these boys talk hella work
But never seen a pound or key
All these boys claim they really ride
When that pressure on turn to parakeets
Bird niggas bout to ruffle feathers
Told em watch us and get ya shit together
All I ever did was give hope
None of my niggas going broke
Gave a couple homies couple chances
What they did fuckin choke
Always been nicer than I should
So I let em hang on my fucking coat
All these joints trying to come around
Cuz I'm my knotted like I'm tying ropes
When it's 40 out catch me in a leather
Just copped a Sherpa when the weather low
Fresh batch cookies smiling through the struggles
Only way 2 appreciate growth

[Hook]

I'm just in love with the rubber bands
She just in love with the lifestyle
Hurting a f*** n*** feelings
Every time that I ride around
All my n****s split the pie now
Still G's up h**s down
Might buy this bitch two bags
Still G's up h**s down

I'm just in love with the rubber bands
She just in love with the lifestyle
Hurting a f*** n*** feelings
Every time that I ride around
All my n****s split the pie now
Still G's up h**s down
Might buy this bitch two bags
Still G's up h**s down

[Verse 2: Cris Streetz]

I'm just in love wit the rubber bands
She just wanna see the money dance
She jus wanna have a good time
Trying to hit her and her friend
Suckas always shook at the spot
Ask promoters why they let us in
Cuz that money talks boy Charlie sheen
Chris tucker with a Tripple beam
Benz swerving like I'm on some lean
Dolla dolla billz you ain't bout the cream
Pillow talking with them hoes
Everything you do boy you done fucked up
Vice had her in the spot couple backwoods
Guess what she told us
I got the blueprint on ya
Got them hittas on call
Toys know they deck
Like Steph hit you from far
Baskin-Robbins wit the flavors
Told em miss me with the favors
All this shit self made
Counting paper on the wake up
Taxing n****s like a pay stub
When we come around fix ya face up

[Hook]

I'm just in love with the rubber bands
She just in love with the lifestyle
Hurting a f*** n*** feelings
Every time that I ride around
All my n****s split the pie now
Still G's up h**s down
Might buy this bitch two bags
Still G's up h**s down

I'm just in love with the rubber bands
She just in love with the lifestyle
Hurting a f*** n*** feelings
Every time that I ride around
All my n****s split the pie now
Still G's up h**s down
Might buy this bitch two bags
Still G's up h**s down