[Intro: Tolly]
Okay, haha, yeah (Talkin' 'bout them bands)
It's your boy, Tolly, y'know I mean? (Big money)
Remix on you bitches, yeah (Band, band, band, band, band, band, band)

[Chorus: Tolly & Juicy J]
I'm talkin' bands (Bands), bands (Bands)
Poppin' rubber bands (Bands)
We don't speak your lingo 'less you talkin' 'bout them grands (Grands)
I'm talkin' bands (Bands), bands (Bands)
Poppin' rubber bands (Bands)
We don't speak your lingo 'less you talkin' 'bout them grands (Grands)
I'm talkin' bands (Bands), bands (Bands)
Poppin' rubber bands (Bands)
We don't speak your lingo 'less you talkin' 'bout them grands (Grands)
I'm talkin' bands (Bands), bands (Bands)
Poppin' rubber bands (Bands; yessir)
We don't speak your lingo 'less you talkin' 'bout them grands (Grands; uh-huh)

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
I've been poppin' rubber bands and everybody notice (Yessir)
Makin' so much money since the '90s off this showbiz (Yessir)
TV screens in the Panamera, fully loaded (Yessir)
Makе these bitches lеgs spread, call me black Moses (Yessir)
Uh, uh, uh, put this dick into 'em
Sm-sm-sm-smack that money on that ass while I watch it stick to 'em
My hoes like an afro, n***a, you can pick through 'em
Th-th-th-thirsty for my bands, man, but I ain't givin' shit to 'em (Shit to 'em)
Donald Trump, Diddy, Oprah Winfrey money-gettin'
European model bitches I be [?]
Money like Usher, but I did it my way
So many bands, I can bop all day
[Verse 2: Chevy Woods]
I'm talkin' bands, bands, I'm poppin' rubber bands
Throwin' all this money out, make them bitches wanna dance, dance
Damn, it's fallin' out my pants
Smokin' weed, drinkin' liquor, got me stuck up in a trance
Yeah, I'm with my man, yeah, you with your girl
P-p-poppin' bands, drinkin' Rosé 'til a n***a 'bout to hurl
Bands, bands, I'm talkin' rubber bands
Countin' twenties, fifties, hundreds, man, this shit hurtin' my hands
T-T-Taylor Gang my fam, Tolly, that's my n***a
Countin' bands, gettin' weeded while we drinkin' all the liquor
Dancin' 'round the club, spinnin' 'round my head
My n***a goin' crazy and he's shakin' all his dreads, go

[Chorus: Tolly]
I'm talkin' bands (Bands), bands (Bands)
Poppin' rubber bands (Bands)
We don't speak your lingo 'less you talkin' 'bout them grands (Grands)
I'm talkin' bands (Bands), bands (Bands)
Poppin' rubber bands (Bands)
We don't speak your lingo 'less you talkin' 'bout them grands (Grands)
I'm talkin' bands (Bands), bands (Bands)
Poppin' rubber bands (Bands, okay)
We don't speak your lingo 'less you talkin' 'bout them grands (Haha, yeah, grands)
(It's your boy Tolly) I'm talkin' bands (Bands), bands (Bands, y'know what I mean?)
Poppin' rubber bands (Bands)
We don't speak your lingo 'less you talkin' 'bout them grands (Yeah, grands)
[Verse 3: Tolly & Mac Miller]
Talkin' bands got me bothered, smokin' Cali on the beach (Okay)
And I can tweet deep thoughts, people reply to me, "Preach" (Yeah)
Plus, I'm tatted like a bitch, a lot of people notice me (Swag)
G-mix, G shit, you gon' put it on repeat (Oh, yeah)
Why is that? 'Cause I'm hard, my name goin' on the wall (Okay)
I've been in it a year strong, but I'ma keep goin' hard (Tolly)
Goin' hard on these tracks, now I'm all about stacks (Okay)
He just talkin', he don't even know nothin' 'bout that (Oh, yeah)
Tolly, I'm just livin', shinin' like a chandelier (Okay)
Smokin' all-white papers and I like my liquor clear (Yo, what up, Tolly? Haha)
[?] swag [?] (Haha, don't mind if I do)
Then I'll pop another band (What's that?)
Rubber band business (Hey, hey; I'm talkin')

[Verse 4: Mac Miller]
It's kinda funny that the boy be gettin' bread now
Shorty give good brain, so I laughed and pulled her head down
I do these shows, it seems I'm kinda gettin' paid
And vagina finds its way to me, that's all I'm tryna say
I'm poppin' bands like they was popcorn kernels
Every party that I rode to gon' be jumpin' like a hurtle
They just turtles in this race, why the boy gon' get first place
Have these other rappers nervous like it's school, they first day
If it's money, I'm straight, that's a sold-out tour
It can drop when I shop, I'll leave a sold-out store
That's the way I'm gonna do it, boy, my bank account is stupid
I don't know how much I have, I just keep puttin' more into it
Haha, yeah
[Chorus: Tolly]
I'm talkin' bands (Bands), bands (Bands)
Poppin' rubber bands (Bands)
We don't speak your lingo 'less you talkin' 'bout them grands (Grands)
I'm talkin' bands (Bands), bands (Bands)
Poppin' rubber bands (Bands)
We don't speak your lingo 'less you talkin' 'bout them grands (Grands)
I'm talkin' bands (Bands), bands (Bands)
Poppin' rubber bands (Bands)
We don't speak your lingo 'less you talkin' 'bout them grands (Grands)
I'm talkin' bands (Bands), bands (Bands)
Poppin' rubber bands (Bands)
We don't speak your lingo 'less you talkin' 'bout them grands (Grands)