This is a song about "Bands bitch"

Bands will make her dance so baby go

Got some ill gold, diamonds thats still low

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

Out here fucking bitches popping bands

Nigga i dont spend my money on weed i keep my bands up

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna kill shit,

We never tattle, let god handle that

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna shit,

It shows i know a bit

On the corner, a old bitch dropped fifty bands

In the t.dot i'm a soldier with ranks

Fuck fame, fuck money

Because bitch honestly

Cause we talkin' hip hop bitch

I'm gon' make a pretty big sandwich