This is a song about "Hunnid bands"

Bubbling bass and bullfrog brooks beside bushes that buzz with bands of bumble bees.

May we all rolland if you don't knowwe got the rap game petroscared cause we bout to release

Fainthearted bands of lesser rappers drowned in the ensuing storm

Want you all to listen so i rap it in election form

I'm on the stage, you in the stands

Pirelli on my tires, call me 6 bands

I got a green bag with them blue strands

On the corner, a old bitch dropped fifty bands

Keep it 1 hunnid sike i mean 4hunnid tell yo girl shake it left right

This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

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

Gimme a hundred grand, don't need the rubber bands,

We getting money, you can face the facts