Lil Gotit ft. Lil Keed - Runnin Bands Lyrics

Mario
Thought you know
4PF and Hood Baby
Thought you know this
I thought you know it
I thought you know this
Let's go, let's go
Keed talk to 'em

Hundred shots up out that fuckin' Bentley (brr, brr, brr, skrt, skrt)
Y'all some baby boys, go suck some titties (he a titty boy)
I put this shit on, nigga, you not drippin' (you not drippin')
'Fore I caught the scat pack, these feet, I was whippin' (I was whippin')
'Fore I caught the gat back, I'd take me a four, get geese's, yeah (got it back)
Took my ten shoppin', put Chanel on their britches (on their britches)
I don't give a fuck, slime a opp, this shit come with it, yeah (slatt, slime)
In them Caddy trucks, yeah, count up all them digits (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I don't write no rhymes, no sir, I am best coolin', that's me, yeah (nah, no sir)
Sunset sherbert in the Backwood, we don't do no Phillies, shit (no Phillies, sunset sherbert)
Since we speakin' of Philly, I'm with Uzi on the benches (on them benches)
And my bad ho sexy, yeah, her pussy taste like candy (let's go)

I dropped four and went to sleep on them xans and that hoe (frr)
Young nigga, who got them streets? I spend bands on my folks (yeah, frr, frr)
Came in, 4PF DT runnin' bands on these hoes (fuck these hoes, slimeball)
Ridin', I don't need no clips, I'm runnin' bands on these hoes, yeah (yeah, run them bands)
I don't need no light, diamonds they dancin' on hoes, yeah (light, diamonds they dancin' on hoes)
I don't need no Sprite, I'm drinkin' Crush with these fours (yeah, chh, chh)
Not no relationship ties, I'm just fuckin' these hoes (no relationship ties)
In 250 with some slimes, in Lil' Cali with some Locs (let's go, 4PF, yeah)

Gotit talk to 'em, yeah, they know 'bout me (they know, on God)
Got draped in double C's (got draped), we draggin' your double G's (be straight)
Put your ass right to sleep (woo), stepped out with Gucci sleeves (Gucci)
My neck on zero degrees (shine), Hood Baby, got niggas some cheese (Nah)
They gotta be slow like leaves (talk to 'em), bro got Os like championship rings
Out in LA, just copped me dank (smoke LA), just like my drip, you ain't got no stains (uh huh)
It's crazy but it's true, put it on my name (it's crazy but it's true)
Still tryna move out the hood like 'caine (what)
Me and Lil Keed bought matchin' rings (Keed talk to 'em)
Water by G, servin' off road, yeah (water)
That's an AMG Benz, long live Mexico
Never sleep like Xans, I been gettin' money, you don't got no plans (what)
Say you have money, why you ain't put it on your mans? Slime green revenge, you one on one
Beat a nigga ass, I don't need no gun (uh), but he still known for shootin' shit up for fun
Snakes in the grass, I ain't cut no lines (let's go), I talk to him, get Alexander Wang

(Keed talk to 'em)

I dropped four and went to sleep on them xans and that hoe (frr)
Young nigga, who got them streets? I spend bands on my folks (yeah, frr, frr)
Came in, 4PF DT runnin' bands on these hoes (fuck these hoes, slimeball)
Ridin', I don't need no clips, I'm runnin' bands on these hoes, yeah (yeah, run them bands)
I don't need no light, diamonds they dancin' on hoes, yeah (light, diamonds they dancin' on hoes)
I don't need no Sprite, I'm drinkin' Crush with these fours (yeah, chh, chh)
Not no relationship ties, I'm just fuckin' these hoes (no relationship ties)
In 250 with some slimes, in Lil' Cali with some Locs (let's go, 4PF, yeah)