TakeBandz

Ayy, Jojo, turn that bitch up She be tryna slide with me, I think it's murder what she like I be beating up the Gucci, so it's murder what she write Every time I hit the road, I get to beating it like Mike Why I need the blick Because they tryna take my life I remember back them days when I was broke eating rice But I'm a cold-ass stepper ,think I was made with ice I can hit the bitch once, then I can hit the bitch twice Bald head on the taper, we gon' give his ass a line Two four carat on my neck, bitch, I know that shit blind Bust down AP, I can't even see the time Yeah, I gotta keep it low, or I don't really like to fight I be tryna hit the stool and get to talking real spice I don't do the handouts, why niggas gotta ask nice Neck on Celsius, where my jewels like to bite I think she tryna treat me like a bike she wanna ride I was tryna shoot a movie, and this bitch like I'm Spike Niggas wanna fight, huh, bitches don't like Niggas mad at K5 because his neck off the ice Huh I'm in this bitch, you know I play with big bands She wanna f*ck, I know she wanna leave her mans Popped em up so I don't care about your plans She like to go out to the beach, she like the sand Niggas, bitches, they be watching from the stands Me and my niggas keep it rocking like a band You know you see the palm trees, bitch, it's the land And I got packs from LA to Japan Whoop it up and let it lock two-strand Three K's, we in the field like the Klan Is the jacket off white or is it tan Do what I want, lil' nigga, doing what you can I want the chili, baby, put it in my hand She know the truth, so I don't tell her I'm the man I'm on the island with some bows and big bands Watch a hater nigga drown quicksand...