MikeThaGoatt - Rubber Bands (feat. Big Pook)

Uh, how you wife that, bitch
It's been a minute, I been gone, let me talk my shit
And every time they play my song, that's my shit
I been really tryna get along, don't try no shit

They say I won't , I know Can, they don't like it
Got them bitches in a rubber band
We ain't never going again
She ask for ' payments to her only fans

I mean something and I'm smooth like a nigga on the moonwalkin
I just smoked five Gs in the backwoods, got Me coughing
We got four fives and we havin' big pipes
I'm just really tryna chill, they fuckin' up my vibe

I just went to East Atlanta, yeah, I'm from the side
I like them bad bitches too, what you lookin' like
I been really tryna get my cash up and profit
Niggas really talkin' like that , but I know they ain't bout it

I'ma pull up on your hoe, fuckin' on yo bed
And I put on what I'm load, know you smell the scent
They say you a bad man, but my niggas robbin
Pull up with the shits, we ain't stoppin

I'ma set the trend, nigga, follow
I ain't never fear no guy , got a bad lil' bitch in the ride
He gon' do a damn thing, I know these niggas won't try
they hating they plotting ' right now, I been the shit, don't lie

Run it up the fast way ,, I don't care right now
See I'm pullin' get out, uh, how you wife that bitch
It's been a minute, I been gone, let me talk my shit
And every time they play my song, that's my shit

I be really tryna get I alone , don't try no shit
They say I want , I know I can , they don't like it
Got new bitches in a rubber band,
We ain't never goin' broke again
She ask for payments to her only fan

LV on my belt, I be drippin
Purple in my cup, I be sippin
A on my hat, really chillin

Always knew I'd get here, had a feelin
Mike took the lead, he like Jordan, I'm like Pippen
Told him I don't care, just as long as we all winnin
When we in the club, niggas gon' think we twinnin

Steppers with me, gang with me
The niggas that's gon' bang for me
They ballin' for me and they ballin' the league, yeah
Follow my T's, buy all my jeans, know how it go

Drip to the toe, my brother, my pose, yeah
I stay with the bros, we stay with the hoes
We never changin', staying ten toes
Uh, how you wife that, bitch

It's been a minute, I been gone, let me talk my shit
And every time they play my song, that's my shit
I been really tryna get it low, don't try no shit
They say I wont , I know I can, they don't like it

Got them bitches in a rubber band
We ain't Never goin' broke again
She ask for payments to her only fan
Uh, how you wife that, bitch

It's been a minute, I been gone, let me talk my shit
And every time they play my song, that's my shit
I be really tryna get it alone , don't try no shit
They say I want, l know I can , they don't like it

Got them bitches in a rubber band
We ain't Never goin' broke again
She ask for payments to her only fan

Written by:
Markeis Spiller, Michael Watkins

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