Rubberband

[Intro: Dave East]

I gotta keep it a hundred

I gotta keep it a hundred

That's all I gotta do

I gotta keep it a hundred

A hundred

[Hook: Dave East]

I gotta keep it a hundred

I keep me some hundreds wrapped up in a rubberband

I gotta keep it a hundred

I keep me some hundreds wrapped up in a rubberband

I gotta keep it a hundred

I keep me some hundreds wrapped up in a rubberband

I gotta keep it a hundred

I keep me some hundreds wrapped up in a rubberband

I gotta keep it a hundred

I keep me some hundreds wrapped up in a rubberband

Come through your window like Bruh-da man

I got G Money, no gutta man

I ain't really trying, nor a nigga lying anytime he stutter man

Outside with the butter grams

Neck and wrist 'bout a hundred grand

[Verse 1: Dave East]

Got me feeling like a wanted man

Got a freak and she don't want a man

Hit the bitch if I want a ten

Gucci sneaks all up in the sand

Better team and a bigger plan

Teterboro, if I wanna land

Tell the pilot I don't wanna land

I did the hooptie, now I want the Lamb

Smoker called me said she want a gram

We not homies, you are not my man

Momma kick it with them pots out

Gunshots clear the block out

If they shooting gotta box out, since they help your mother pick the box out

Broke the 911 Porshe box out

Body full of dope I'ma knock out

[Hook: Dave East]

I gotta keep it a hundred

I keep me some hundreds wrapped up in a rubberband

I gotta keep it a hundred

I keep me some hundreds wrapped up in a rubberband

I gotta keep it a hundred

I keep me some hundreds wrapped up in a rubberband

I gotta keep it a hundred

I keep me some hundreds wrapped up in a rubberband

I gotta keep it a hundred

I keep me some hundreds wrapped up in a rubberband

Come through your window like Bruh-da man

I got G Money, no gutta man

I ain't really trying, nor a nigga lying anytime he stutter man

Outside with the butter grams

Neck and wrist 'bout a hundred grand

[Outro: Dave East]

I gotta keep it a hundred

I keep me some hundred wrapped up in a rubberband

I gotta keep it a hundred

I keep me some hundreds wrapped up in a rubberband

I gotta keep it a hundred

I keep me some hundreds wrapped up in a rubberband

I gotta keep it a hundred

I keep me some hundreds wrapped up in a rubberband

I gotta keep it a hundred

I keep me some hundreds wrapped up in a rubberband

Come through your window like Bruh-da man

I got G Money, no better man

I ain't really trying, nor a nigga lying anytime he stutter man

Outside with the butter grams

Neck and wrist 'bout a hundred grand