🎵 These Bands // by Gunna

5 ContributorsThese Bands Lyrics [Chorus] Stack these bands, yeah, stack these bands My neck gon' dance, bad, bitch, no tan Yeah, fear of God Vans, yeah, fear of God pants My belt Hermes, I took my chance [Verse 1] Board my jet, Steward just offered me sex My whole crew lit, Rollies an AP pateks I told you my drip is the best The Cuban link choke on my neck I turnt and I turnt to the max Had one shot like it's Russian roulette Ain't no need of you talking back From the street and you know that's a fact Send a nigga to jail, ain't no rat Used to serve you lil' niggas the pack I'ma kill 'em, no heart attack And no back and forth, tic for a tac Pour the syrup up, I need to relax I be sleep when you niggas get wacked [Chorus] Stack these bands, yeah, stack these bands My neck gon' dance, bad, bitch, no tan Yeah, fear of God Vans, yeah, fear of God pants My belt Hermes, I took my chance [Verse 2] [?] from Milan, no Roshan John Gripping the gun, weigh it, bag up a ton Big, I'm goin' King-Kong Rocket, they waitin' on the launch Pocket got nothin' but hun-duns Can’t stop it, I drip it for fun Yellow Rollie, I know it's the sun Hit the club and I throw me some ones Only made twenty racks for this month Gotta run the shit up in the clutch Yeah, they holdin' they nuts Bro got caught and I'm payin' his bond It's just us and nobody above With a real one, you know it's all love Geekin', we takin' these drugs Talk out my face with a mug See them blue hundreds fill up the tub Go to icebox, spend me a dub Pour up, we toastin' it up Mud is stainin' my cup Gunna gettin' paid for the club Big business, I'm rockin' the toast [Chorus] Stack these bands, yeah, stack these bands My neck gon' dance, bad, bitch, no tan Yeah, fear of God Vans, yeah, fear of God pants My belt Hermes, I took my chance