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hunnid bands - ryan jacket lyrics

(intro: ryan jacket & -j.update-)

yo this track is so hard man, y’all are not ready. -jacket chill out, chill out jacket!- this sh-t is so flame-it’s fu-f-cking fire man, hardest sh-t of 2016 off top. -chill, chill-i don’t know about that…- let’s get it!

(verse 1: ryan jacket)

hunnid band, hunnid band hunnid band
i don’t really know how the f-ck ima land-
but i can’t, i’m the man, all you f-ckers bland
so i’m here with this sh-t, giving you a hand
motherf-ckers don’t get where i f-cking stand-
with my fam, eating ham, wearing street brands
and i can’t f-cking wait ’til i meet fans
until then ima ball cause i’m me man
i’m on some other sh-t, you can’t stop me
i’ve got a f-cking style you can’t copy
i’m ryan jacket, b-tch you so sloppy
and i’m gonna do this sh-t-
yeah just watch me, don’t dodge me
b-tch i’m going harder than a motherf-cking n-z–
with a d-mn mind full of gold you can not see
and my real friends know i’m sick and tired of all these parties
and besides i do not really f-ck with all these thotties

(verse 2: j.update)

they acting so sloppy, never think about a thotty-but bout to let my wings go
and i got all these words rushing to my brain and i’m about to go super saiyan-
so i have to channel it, or else i won’t be able to handle it-
turned in my bat for a gat, put ’em to rest, they need to relax, my mind is going so fast
it’s a free for all: survival of the fittest-and i’m caught in the midst of it
tryna flip bricks and get thick chicks-
never had sauce, but now i got it
all of my clothes, i know how to rock ’em
pull up on me, ima sock ’em like a robot
dodging opps and dodging thots
pull up on the block with scotch on the rocks and your mom on my side

(verse 3: ryan jacket)

i’m on some other sh-t, you can’t stop me
i’ve got a f-cking style you can’t copy
i’m ryan jacket, b-tch you so sloppy
and i’m gonna do this sh-t-
yeah, just watch me cop me bodies in front of yo f-cking shawty homie
make a good impression and end up calling her mami homie
call me “mr. jacket” when you at my f-cking doorstep
wake me when there’s about 100 bands up at my doorstep, the wh0r- slept-
on me back in my days when i was a bit overweight
i’m still pretty chubby but that’s just because i overate
searching la streets for a chick a bit over 18
maybe come and help me chase my motherf-cking dream

(verse 4: j.update)

future looking bright with 100 bands, gonna be making so much money it’s oozing out my glands
laid up with the ice, gotta wear the tnf so i look better than the rest-
flex-and be the best. i like the racks, i don’t spend it on them smoke packs
go harder than a druggy on crack to the max
ho up in my face, b-tch get out of my way
don’t care about what i say, i’m making bank getting payed-living in la
do it my way, day to f-cking day
came up from having bad grades, what can i say?

- ryan jacket lyrics

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