[Chorus: zee!]
I-I-In a drop top lookin’ for the opps
And I’m with yo’ boo, pull the bands off the lot
And I’m go, I’ll never ever stop
And I’m with yo’ boo, pull the bands off the lot
(Pull the bands off the lot)
Pull-pull the bands off the lot
A-and I’m with yo’ boo, pull the bands off the lot
(Pull the bands off the lot)
Pull-pull the bands off the lot
And I’m with yo’ boo

[Verse 1: zee!]
She doin’ the team though
In the back I be countin’ up them green dough
Off these drugs, man, I’m feelin’ like a fiend though
.556s, man, they goin’ through yo’ peephole

[Verse 2: sadboyshaq]
Gotta lay my steel low
Still countin’ up the green dough
Choppa really gotta beam though
Movin’ with my n***as like amigos
He thought it was done
Skippin’ the state on the run, yeah
N***as actin’ like my son, yеah
Choppa cook him like a bun, yeah
N***as thinkin’ that they won, yеah
Leave a lil ho sprung, yeah
Zee gon’ bring out the drum, yeah
Heard you bitchin’, n***a, you a bum, yeah
He dead
'Cause that boy tried to fuck with the bread
AR put a hole in ya chest
Talk my shit when I step, oh
[Chorus: zee!]
I-I-In a drop top, lookin’ for the opps
And I’m with yo’ boo, pull the bands off the lot
And I’m on go, I’ll never ever stop
And I’m with yo’ boo, pull he bands off the lot
(Pull the bands off the lot)
Pull-pull the bands off the lot
A-and I’m with yo’ boo, pull the bands off the lot
(Pull the bands off the lot)
Pull-pull the bands off the lot
And I’m with yo’ boo

Double O, bitch