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(Luca on the track) Yeah, only one thing I know get bands I don't know about them but I know that I'ma get bands I don't play about my guys, nigga, free my mans If you change around them hoes then you ain't my mans Hmm-hmm, hmm, hmm These niggas don't be authentic so I don't vibe with 'em Can't trust no bitch, that's why I'm a whole side nigga And my pocket change where my opp stash Big bready on me, no cap, bet it make my opps mad Hmm-hmm I bet that bag get large And the time bein' put in, they don't see that part, hmm That bitch love when I put it in, she gon' arch, hmm What that bitch throwed up when she be parched, hmm Steady flexin' hard, ain't give no effort I know I'm doin' something right 'cause they say I'm extra Benzy I ride slide in this ain't no Tesla And I keep the streets in a headlock like I'm a wrestler, hmm No cap, no cap, no cap I've been rockin' Dior, these ain't no throwbacks And I send shots first I never throw back Now Zoe he got my back, niggas know that's facts, you know that Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm Letras de canciones Yeah, only one thing I know get bands I don't know about them but I know that I'ma get bands I don't play about my guys, nigga, free my mans If you change around them hoes then you ain't my mans Hmm-hmm, hmm, hmm These niggas don't be authentic so I don't vibe with 'em Can't trust no bitch, that's why I'm a whole side nigga And my pocket change where my opp stash Big bready on me, no cap, bet it make my opps mad Hmm-hmm From Letras Mania