yung fidget - make the bands grow lyrics
(hook: yung fidget)
big bags
big racks
countin’ stacks
that’s facts
(verse 1: yung fidget)
got 10k on the check
i put them right on my neck
why do you even be mad
cuz all my b-tches be bad
say i can’t even rap
i knock you out with a jab
blue all over my bills
gold all over my grills
draco, glock i can’t even choose
i pick either i can’t even lose
(hook: yung fidget)
big bags
big racks
countin’ stacks
that’s facts
(verse 2: yung fidget)
star on the key
benz was’nt free
in the gucci gang, all we smoke is tree
call us what you want
call us k.o.d
we don’t go to sleep
we work all night
drinkin’ dirty sprite
we dont keep it clean
but we’re spittin’ mean
why 3 on the shoe?
cuz there’s y-3 on the shoe
you spend 2k on a pair?
but been savin’ up for a year
i spend 2k in day
and i’m not even afraid
don’t care if you’re blood or a crib
i put the glock to your rib
load it and empty the clip
kodein send me on a trip
if i rap it’s a hit
i got a bull on my whip
i rented a rolls for week
but the benz made it look weak
yeah, ayy
big spittin’ with that mad flow
metro grindin with a bad hoe
curry always on that big dough
yung fidget make the bands grow, b-tch
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