Lyrics from Snippets
[Intro: 22Gz]
Bands, bands, bands, bands
Gang, gang, gang
Grrt, baow
[Chorus: 22Gz]
I got them bands, I'm in Miami, still rode for them leads (Bands, bands, bands)
I bust that can, pull up with snipers, I bet that boy ran
Blood on my pants, hang out the window, then scratch with my gang (Gang, gang, gang)
Can't hold on my pants, I'm totin' the blicky, I'm doin' my dance (Blicky, the blicky)
I got them bands, I'm in Miami, still rode for them leads (Bands, bands, bands)
Hop out that van, pull up with snipers, I bet that boy ran
Blood on my pants, hang out the window, then scratch with my gang (Gang, gang, gang)
Can't hold on my pants, I'm totin' the blicky, I'm doin' my dance (Blicky, the blicky)
[Verse 1: 22Gz & Jackboy]
Big ol' glizzies I can't hold on my pants
Snipers and blickies, you don't stand a chance
Baby, my pockets stay filled with them bands
Rat, shooters gon' hop out that van
Spinnin' every day, that's what my shooters doin' (Skrrt, skrrt)
Neck shot, face shot
Stand over his body, bitch, what we finna do it to him?
NYC, the Broward County
Snipers out, they'll pop it open and thеy'll shoot it through him
Totin' glizzy and you don't even use it (Right)
Blood on my hands, might do thе 'Rari, I might do the Lamb'
Blicky, baby, you ain't really crazy
What's the situation? Out there Billy waited (Pussy)
Jacky shootin' outta back, shot him in his back down
Said, "He ain't make it" (Ayy, yuh)
[Verse 2: Jackboy]
.40 kick-back, Jet Li (Jet Li)
You gon' get sniped, Wesley (Wesley)
I passed that test, ain't no way testin' me (Testin' me)
I got a big bag, hefty (Hef')
Diamonds, they water, Zeffery (Zeff')
Drip when I walk, Giuseppe (Drip)
Drip when I walk, messy (Messy)
Run up on me, I get deadly (Deadly)
[?], yeah, tell him (Tell him)
Put my dick in yo' bitch belly (Belly)
Killed a pussy, ooh, fairly (Fairly)
Murder on my mind, Melly (Melly)
I get more bread than a daily (Daily)
Buy the daughter, I still get petty (Petty)
One-in-the-head jets, they ready (Yeah)
I don't chase hoes, just chase fetty (Fetty)
[Verse 3: Kodak Black]
I'm pullin' her hair, she sweaty
I'm fuckin' her belly like I'm Teddy, she wishes she kept me
I had a phone in the celly
I'm deep in my zone, I be sendin' these O's, spaghetti
Piggy bank up, man, you losin', go get it
Fuck a Jag, I'm in a coupe instead
You a cappin' nigga, you do no steppin'
All these snipers in my studio session
How you bring all of these guns across the border?
Bring 'round them roses, then damp 'round corner
Snipers on deck, they gon' shoot when I order
That's why the devil be pullin' me closer
In the caravan with toolies already
In the caravan with woadies already
In the caravan, my shooters are in it
I'm on Instagram losing myself
[Bridge: Kodak Black]
On a Instagram losing myself
This a jiggle, not no postin' no picture
When I see y'all, I'ma play with y'all niggas
Bought the Visa, not a credit card, nigga
I put them crosses on a random car, nigga
Fuck a record, I got credit card M's
Bought the Visa like I'm [?]
When you see him, better snipe on him, nigga
[Outro: Kodak Black]
In the caravan with toolies already
In the caravan with woadies already
In the caravan with toolies already
In the caravan with woadies already
In the caravan, my shooters are in it
I'm on Instagram losing myself
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