[Intro: BandGang Lonnie Bands]
(808JACKBOYZ)
Band Man, n***a
Scam Man, n***a

[Chrous: BandGang Lonnie Bands]
Hey, I'm back on that highway (Back on that highway)
Ayy, I'm back on that highway
Ayy, I'm back on that highway
Doin' shit my way
Ayy, ayy
Tried that rappin' shit
Now I'm back wrappin' shit
I'm back on that savage shit
Man, that package here
Can't smell fear
N***a, I'm on my way there
I'm on my way there
You got it, I'm on my way there

[Verse 1: BandGang Lonnie Bands]
Brave heart
These n***as afraid of dark
But we way smarter
All you gotta do, n***a, play your part
Got a deck of bands and I play my cards
Bunch of rat hoes and I pay them broads
Ever seen court a million standin' tall?
Ever seen a n***a cook up an ounce of raw?
Ayy, you n***as wouldn't know my recipe
Just know my OT connect, just blessin' me
Ayy
My mama be tellin' me
Boy, don't let that money get the best of me
I-94 straight to the gold
Ayy, I'll sell them fives straight to the O
Ayy, and I got my change for them tolls
N***a, stuff two hundred bands in each ho
[Chrous: BandGang Lonnie Bands]
Hey, I'm back on that highway (Back on that highway)
Ayy, I'm back on that highway
Ayy, I'm back on that highway
Doin' shit my way
Ayy, ayy
Tried that rappin' shit
Now I'm back wrappin' shit
I'm back on that savage shit
Man, that package here
Can't smell fear
N***a, I'm on my way there
I'm on my way there
You got it, I'm on my way there

[Verse 2: Money Man]
Bitch, I'm a plug, I could function with bale
I'm in the booth with a digital scale
N***a, quit lyin', you never seen a brick
I told the judge suck a n***a chick
Shoutout to Gucci Mane, I'm a walking lick
Presidential Rollie on my wrist
Spent a thousand dollars for the kiss
Spent a hundred thousand on the whip
I got more flavor than a store in Cali
I got more check than your baby daddy
I got more stripes than a pair of Balis
I got a hundred P's in a Denali
I got them bands like I'm BandGang
N***a be shootin', they was handmade
Ace wanted them since the fifth grade
You ain't got no check, that's a damn shame
I got them choppers like ShredGang
I got more green than dispensaries
Turn a n***a to a mystery
Play with my money, you history
I run it up on the road
Solid n***a, I ain't never told
Solid n***a, I could never fold
Bitch, I'm a plug, I could put you on, woo
I had them nightmares of the feds comin'
Young n***a, I was goat runnin'
Sold a brick just to shake somethin'
Sold a four just to make somethin'
Pour a four and then float away just to make all my problems go away
Ride around with that throwaway
Wish a n***a would say somethin'
Caught b sale, watch him squirt somethin'
We just gon' play like that
Lil' n***as straight like that
[Outro: BandGang Lonnie Bands]
I-94 straight to the gold
Ayy, I'll sell them fives straight to the O
Ayy, and I got my change for them tolls
N***a, stuff two hundred bands in each ho