TWICE - Couple Bands

Judge me for who I am don't be worried about my past
Started with a couple grams and ran up a bag
When I first seen a couple grand I was blowing money fast
Had it all on me a couple grand ain't no real cash
I can make a couple bands off one phone call
Dealing with these bricks I could build a stone wall
Tryna make a quick flip like a somersault
Surround yourself with winners cause in the spring some ah fall
Gritting ain't no hobby I don't do this shit for bragging rights
Niggas be moving sloppy posting weed all on snap for likes
Looking for the best shit in the city you can ask for Twice
Off music I ain't made not a penny but live a rapper life
Go to any store they got in Vegas and just cash out
Ran it up on them now they hate us I'm in my bag now
Getting money is mandatory not nothin to brag bout
To match what I make on a daily you gotta pull your stash out
When I do it I do it big boy get your hustle up
I got a bag and my bag big boy get your duffle up
What's in the bag we call them chips boy get yo Ruffles up
Blow a bag it come back quick all from the customers
Judge me for who I am don't be worried about my past
Started with a couple grams and ran up a bag
When I first seen a couple grand I was blowing money fast
Had it all on me a couple grand ain't no real cash
I can make a couple bands off one phone call
Dealing with these bricks I could build a stone wall
Tryna make a quick flip like a somersault
Surround yourself with winners cause in the spring some ah fall
Wanna learn how to get some money I'm giving lessons out
The moment that you start moving funny I'm pulling weapons out
Been treating the pack like gymnastics I had to stretch it out
And flipping it my money so long it probably stretch a mile
Back streets in a headlock got me with all these blue faces
Pocket full of dead presidents I'm feeling too racist
Nah I don't wanna hit your bitch cause she too basic
Wit the same gang I can't switch don't deal with new faces
Blow a bag it come right back it's like a boomerang
Word around town I dump packs they say I'm moving thangs
Play with my money you get whacked or if you moving strange
Over my bread I'm turning your trap into a shooting range
Judge me for who I am don't be worried about my past
Started with a couple grams and ran up a bag
When I first seen a couple grand I was blowing money fast
Had it all on me a couple grand ain't no real cash
I can make a couple bands off one phone call
Dealing with these bricks I could build a stone wall
Tryna make a quick flip like a somersault
Surround yourself with winners cause in the spring some ah fall

Written by:
Michael Williams

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