run ya bands up - loso loaded lyrics
[produced by maaly raw]
[hook: pnb rock]
yeah, oh yeah
i just pulled up in a bent’ they was like oh god d-mn
i spent twelve-hundred dollars just to hold my pants up
goyard run your bands up
these n-gg-s can’t stand us
yeah you try to jam us, p-ssy you get jammed up
i just pulled up in a bent’ they was like oh god d-mn
i spent twelve-hundred dollars just to hold my pants up
goyard run your bands up
these n-gg-s can’t stand us
yeah you try to jam us, p-ssy you get jammed up
[verse 1: pnb rock]
came through in a foreign
no it ain’t stolen
all my chains glowing
got your main hoing
she just wanna jump in my whip
she just wanna suck on my d-ck
cause she see a n-gg- rich
man these hoes ain’t sh-t
i spent thirty on my roley
thirty bands yeah they on me
thirties on all of my brodies
so don’t approach me like you know me
they be shooting like gin-bili, they be shooting n-gg-s od
that’s why i don’t need security, n-gg- get smoked before you get near me
all i do is smoke that dope, that sh-t you smoke i can’t hear that sh-t barely
i did this all on my own, last year i was broke, ain’t sh-t you can tell me
now my money looking alright
moncler with the off-white
balmains with the yeezys
and my neck on frostbite
[hook : pnb rock & fetty wap]
i just pulled up in a bent’ they was like oh god d-mn
i spent twelve-hundred dollars just to hold my pants up
just to hold my
goyard run your bands up
these n-gg-s can’t stand us
yeah you try to jam us, p-ssy you get jammed up
god d-mn
i just pulled up in a bent’ they was like oh god d-mn
skrt (x11)
i spent twelve-hundred dollars just to hold my pants up
god d-mn
goyard run your bands up
god d-mn
these n-gg-s can’t stand us
god d-mn
yeah you try to jam us, p-ssy you get jammed up
1738, zoovier
[verse 2 : fetty wap]
i been going balmain crazy
i just f-cked his main lady
don’t believe in saves baby
on me right now about thirty racks
i just walked out of barney’s, i’m dripping duck sauce n-gg-
i had dreams of bringing packs and then sending trucks off n-gg-
i be with some bad-ss b-tches somewhere ducked off n-gg-
i just pulled up like yeah, my whip clean as light
my b-tch mean she bite
my wrist bling it’s light
i don’t need a light
i’m with monty and pnb
i got my homie a jesus piece
i’m a dog, iced out my collar
europeans from (?)
rich as f-ck i got them dollars
rgf we camping out
now it’s all steak and lobster, louboutin, i hate prada
papa smurf i hate dollars
throw ’em at the strip club, you can call it strip love (x2)
now it’s all steak and lobster, louboutins, i hate prada
[hook : pnb rock & loso loaded]
i just pulled up in a bent’ they was like oh god d-mn
i spent twelve-hundred dollars just to hold my pants up
goyard run your bands up
these n-gg-s can’t stand us
yeah you try to jam us, p-ssy you get jammed up
i just pulled up in a bent’ they was like oh god d-mn
i spent twelve-hundred dollars just to hold my pants up
goyard run your bands up
these n-gg-s can’t stand us
bases loaded
yeah you try to jam us, p-ssy you get jammed up
loaded loaded fully
[verse 3 : loso loaded]
goyard n-gg- run up the bands
get the pack, front that sh-t to my mans
9th ward yeah that’s afghanistan
bankroll on me n-gg- check out the stamps
when i was twelve n-gg- tried a little n-gg-, i hit him in his sh-t and gave him his issue
i’m so official, referee with no whistle
loso loaded never needed a pistol
i just came through in a foreign, i ain’t f-cking her she boring
loso loaded i be up in the morning, broke n-gg-s they be yawing
that’s why i’m running my profit up
she got that sloppy she top me up
i got that box and i fill it up
we make the trends and they copy us
i drop the top and i’m doing that dance, i feel like i’m living too fast
grind the whip and it got two on the dash outside the racks in the bag
fifteen-hundred on the pouch and the belt
i got sneakers that ain’t out on the shelves
broke b-tch acting so f-cking thirsty, make a youngin’ turn into michael phelps
i just pulled up in a foreign, she like d-mn loso
i just poured up a four inside a d-mn faygo
now i’m f-cking up the juice, i ain’t smoking on a fruit
real n-gg-s i recruit, loso loaded on the truth
[hook : pnb rock]
i just pulled up in a bent’ they was like oh god d-mn
i spent twelve-hundred dollars just to hold my pants up
goyard run your bands up
these n-gg-s can’t stand us
yeah you try to jam us, p-ssy you get jammed up
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