Rubberbands

[Chorus: Yung Bleu]

Rubber bands, rubber bands (ooh ooh)

I count in rubber bands, rubber bands (ooh ooh)

Let's count up twenty cash, twenty cash (twenty cash)

Let's count up twenty cash, twenty cash (twenty cash)

I'ma throw it on your ass, on your ass

You know I'm livin' fast, livin' fast

Rubber bands, rubber bands (ooh ooh)

I count in rubber bands, rubber bands (yeah)

[Verse 1: Yung Bleu]

Keep it quiet, I'm dodgin' the feds

Got this dope in the back of the Benz

Ballin' above the rim

I got no love for them

Got the street money, no clean money

Got a lot of blues, no green money

Got a bankroll in my jeans, huh

So many rubber bands on me

You ain't gon' lay a hand on me

I think I need a fan on me

I got a couple bands on me

Got the juice like Capri Sun

I pull up in a Nissan, yeah

[Chorus: Yung Bleu]

Rubber bands, rubber bands (ooh ooh)

I count in rubber bands, rubber bands (ooh ooh)

Let's count up twenty cash, twenty cash (twenty cash)

Let's count up twenty cash, twenty cash (twenty cash)

I'ma throw it on your ass, on your ass

You know I'm livin' fast, livin' fast

Rubber bands, rubber bands (ooh ooh)

I count in rubber bands, rubber bands

[Verse 2: YFN Lucci]

Uh, rubber bands, twenty bands, hundred grand

I'm that man, hah, I'm that man, yeah, I'm the man, yeah

She want me to put a diamond on her hand, yeah

I want her to come through for me with no hands, yeah

Fuck me when I land, let's fuck up some bands

Girl I just might Chanel her, I like Alexander, yeah

Wang or McQueen, I pop bands on my queen

Make it rain on my queen, yeah

[Chorus: Yung Bleu]

Rubber bands, rubber bands (ooh ooh)

I count in rubber bands, rubber bands (ooh ooh)

Let's count up twenty cash, twenty cash (twenty cash)

Let's count up twenty cash, twenty cash (twenty cash)

I'ma throw it on your ass, on your ass

You know I'm livin' fast, livin' fast

Rubber bands, rubber bands (ooh ooh)

I count in rubber bands, rubber bands (yeah)

[Verse 3: Yung Bleu]

I made a major bag, I'm scrapin' up all this cash

I'm fuckin' forty hoes, I need a Golden Globe

(Bitch you gon' get it, I swear)

Louis V bag to hold the load

I got Louis V bags to hold the load

Rubber bands on me now

Rubber bands on me now

(I'ma pop that ass with this rubber band, I swear to God)

Rubber bands, rubber bands

[Chorus: Yung Bleu]

Rubber bands, rubber bands (ooh ooh)

I count in rubber bands, rubber bands (ooh ooh)

Let's count up twenty cash, twenty cash (twenty cash)

Let's count up twenty cash, twenty cash (twenty cash)

I'ma throw it on your ass, on your ass

You know I'm livin' fast, livin' fast

Rubber bands, rubber bands (ooh ooh)

I count in rubber bands, rubber bands (yeah)