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ddb – fans lyrics

[verse: 1]
give my watch to my best friend, come on girl, yeah, bring your best friend
i got all the swag, you know that i be flexin
headshot to his top, yeah i brought that mop
yeah i’m from the city, but i don’t got no opps
yeah i get my wrist flooded out with them diamonds
i can’t settle down, got two hoes, i ain’t lyin
put them percs down, i don’t wanna see you dyin
trackhawk my jeep, i pull off and i be flyin

yeah they b+tches fans, b+tches fans, b+tches fans
yeah i’m rockin rick, no, i don’t rock no stan’s
yeah i got the fan, got the fan, got the fan
why the f+ck you flexin’ when we know you ain’t got bands
[verse: 2]
b+a+l+e+n+c+i+g+a
triple s with that grip, bulldog with that grip
these diamonds be my trophy, so i’m holdin’ up my wrist
i could f+ck your baby mama, sister, and your b+tch
these b+tches they be fans, ddb got them bands
fifty+five hundred on these pants
i dodge your b+tch, i ain’t no ram
i f+ck your b+tch right on the cam
no down payments on this lam
where you from, what you claim
db pendant on my chain
she suck it up, she give me side eye
she suck it up, she give me side eye
she suck it up, she give me side eye

yeah they b+tches fans, b+tches fans, b+tches fans
yeah i’m rockin rick, no, i don’t rock no stan’s
yeah i got the fan, got the fan, got the fan
why the f+ck you flexin’ when we know you ain’t got bands
[verse: kare]
yeah, these b+tches fans, b+tches fans, b+tches fans
pull up with a grand, with a grand, with a grand
break it down, break it down, break it down
first i roll it up, yeah, then i smoke it down
yeah, me and all my homies up right now
yeah, we got all of our feet up on the ground
grab that cash and then stack it pound for pound
i know them girls they been around
they got the craziest stories somehow
yeah, woah, woah
yeah, lay on my couch and smoke some weed
so relaxed that it’s getting hard to see
then you’re standing there next to me
yeah, together we’re in harmony
yeah, i just wish that i could be free
all my friends, yeah, they surrounding me
but right now, yeah, you know i’m all alone
got all these b+tches calling on my phone

[hook]
yeah they b+tches fans, b+tches fans, b+tches fans
yeah i’m rockin rick, no, i don’t rock no stan’s
yeah i got the fan, got the fan, got the fan
why the f+ck you flexin’ when we know you ain’t got bands
yeah they b+tches fans, b+tches fans, b+tches fans
yeah i’m rockin rick, no, i don’t rock no stan’s
yeah i got the fan, got the fan, got the fan

- ddb lyrics

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