Sarah Snyder
Kari Kira
Sarah Snyder Lyrics
Hook:
I need em bands on bands
Thats the plan get the bag
All dead presidents
Why u sad boi mad
We gon get it in
Swear to god we ain't friends
Kari finna win
Talk alot why u bent
Hoe i geek alot
They popped out with all the mops
These nigas mad or what
Swear this shit all i got
These thotties getting cut
Swear to god i don’t front
Designer getting bought
Need that ice kari stunt
Verse:
Bands on bands on bands
I told that hoe we ain’t friends
Bg be the clique u know my niggas making plans
I know what she want that thottie fiendin for a xan
U can never tell me shit I'm finna do it cuss i can
But boi im flexed up got my set up fuck the rest
Niggas messed up ak bullets hit a niggas vest
I can't stress enough i gotta do this shit cuss its a bet
Talkin to much boi shut up niggas know that im the best
I want a sarah snyder type shorty ride me like a harley
Little shorty ask me if i love her i say only partly
Call up bk got the tool when we step into the party
She off molly actin narley we got gas its that bob marley
Hook:
I need em bands on bands
Thats the plan get the bag
All dead presidents
Why u sad boi mad
We gon get it in
Swear to god we ain't friends
Kari finna win
Talk alot why u bent
Hoe i geek alot
They popped out with all the mops
These nigas mad or what
Swear this shit all i got
These thotties getting cut
Swear to god i don’t front
Designer getting bought
Need that ice kari stunt
Verse:
Okay like i got what u need
Sarah snyder with the green
Make ur thottie sing
Take ya ho that ain't a thing
Chopper it gon sing
Need em diamonds on my ring
From 517 u know lil kari of a bean
Sippin that wok
Im so gone i can not talk
Chasin the guap
U know a nigga won't stop
Bands in my pocket
Gas got me gone like a rocket
Nigga just stop it
They got the good in the crocket
Let me change the subject free my niggas in the pen
Mozambican nigga lost a lot i can not stand
Niggas really hatin but they stalkin like a stan
Shordy say she love me but i know that she a fan
Hook:
I need em bands on bands
Thats the plan get the bag
All dead presidents
Why u sad boi mad
We gon get it in
Swear to god we ain't friends
Kari finna win
Talk alot why u bent
Hoe i geek alot
They popped out with all the mops
These nigas mad or what
Swear this shit all i got
These thotties getting cut
Swear to god i don’t front
Designer getting bought
Need that ice kari stunt