Текст песни Rip Swipey - kyyngg, Swipey

Rip Swipey

We have them bands, we have them bands, we have them bands
(Bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands)
We have them bands, we have them bands, we have them bands
(Bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands)
We have them bands, we have them bands, we have them bands
(Bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands)
We have them bands now, we have them bands
We have them bands
We have them bands (We have them bands)
We have them bands (We have them bands)
We have them bands
I pull up and hop out the Porsche
They loving the voice
The verses, they cannot afford
The weed I’m smoking is torch
The front of my car is a horse
Get money by touching my foot
Don’t judge me 'cause you not the court
Don’t make me pull up with my bloods and extort
I’m geeked up in here like a dork
My weed got a smell like a fart
You get yo' ass like a park
I swear, my heart cold as New York
All of my niggas wear red
Some of my niggas bang blue
We gon' pull up on yo' ass
I’ll go guerilla, no zoo
We have them bands, we have them bands, we have them bands
(Bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands)
We have them bands, we have them bands, we have them bands
(Bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands)
We have them bands, we have them bands, we have them bands
(Bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands)
We have them bands now, we have them bands
We have them bands
We have them bands (We have them bands)
We have them bands (We have them bands)
We have them bands
Young nigga thumb through the bands
Paper cuts all in my hands
Fly like a plane, I don’t land
Taking trips, I got my feet in the sand
Never switch up, that’s the plan
Yo' bitch thinking I’m the man
One day might be on-demand
Metal on me like a can
Fuck the bitch, I think I can
Fuck the bitch, I know I will
Plus I’m rolling off a pill
Thumbing through hundreds, you know how they feel
We getting money for real
I used to trap on the hill
I used to trap out them buildings
Giving money to the children
So many bands on me right now
So many xans on me right now
They keep calling me the xan man
So much money, I’m the band man
Bands on me, can’t hold my pants up
Fucking the percs and the xans up
Kinda hard for me to stand up
Hating niggas can’t stand us
We have them bands, we have them bands, we have them bands
(Bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands)
We have them bands, we have them bands, we have them bands
(Bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands)
We have them bands, we have them bands, we have them bands
(Bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands)
We have them bands now, we have them bands
We have them bands
We have them bands (We have them bands)
We have them bands (We have them bands)
We have them bands