This is a song about "I got the bands"

On the corner, a old bitch dropped fifty bands

I'mma sip moscato and you gon' lose them pants

But i got the designs

When i get my hands on nines

What a mess! but we clean in the club

I got the juice, i got the juice (yup!)

I got no chance to spit, mc's got to kick the beat,

Like you never did right? sort of like a black sheep

Me and my dogs we on the same flight

I got the music inside

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

Fainthearted bands of lesser rappers drowned in the ensuing storm

Just searching for the perfect shot

I don't wanna leave the house i got

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

Pirelli on my tires, call me 6 bands