This is a song about "To many bands"

Sup on my hat like that motherfucker friendly

I beat this bitch already i compete with to many

You walking down the block, he got shot, you are no eye witness

So many problems inside pretending to stand tough

Pirelli on my tires, call me 6 bands

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

Got the power to many more

I got soul, there's more in store

I got a green bag with them blue strands

Out here fucking bitches popping bands

And understand i work hard to make these bands.

You got me in a trance, please take off your pants

There isn't many things i can show to compare

Young and dumb as hell, businesses i'm running well

I can walk out to so many!

But make sure if they do see