[Chorus: Fat Nick]
All about the bands, I'm all, I'm all about these bands
I'm all about the jugg, I'm all, I'm all about the jugg
I'm all about this Tech, I'm all, I'm all about this Tech
I'm all about it, we all about it
All about the bands, I'm all, I'm all about these bands
I'm all about the jugg, I'm all, I'm all about the jugg
I'm all about this Tech, I'm all, I'm all about this Tech
I'm all about it, we all about it

[Verse 1: Fat Nick]
Rappin', stay trappin', pop money like magic
You comin' 'round me, .224's full of tragic
[?] bitch, I'm sippin', I'm nappin'
Take that bitch home, she gon' fuck in my hammock
Blowin' up, no comin' down
This Rover engine burnin' now
I'm off the shits, stay geekin' now
I poured an eighth, I'm schemin' wild
Pull up, gon' full up, she suck me and throw up
She wanna have sex but her Twitter gon' blow up
She suck my dick up and her phone it gon' pull out
You comin'? I'm watchin' the ratchets, stay pulled off
Now I'm tweakin' now, a hunned Xans, I'm peakin' now
Hi-Tech pints are leakin' out, remix the jugg, I geek him out
Pussy boy ain't with the shits, a forty mag' gon' make him dip
Finessed him fast and fuck his bitch, Buffet Boys jit, we runnin' shit
Bank accounts be addin' now, I swear to God we global now
Satan won't you fuck with me? I thrash the streets, my [?]
Fuck with me, don't fuck with me, my money seated next to me
Model bitches over me, my ex bitch can't get over me
Work, how I work, pull the fye, this shit gon' jerk
If I catch him, bet he murked, hunnid bands, my pockets hurt
[Chorus: Fat Nick]
All about the bands, I'm all, I'm all about these bands
I'm all about the jugg, I'm all, I'm all about the jugg
I'm all about this Tech, I'm all, I'm all about this Tech
I'm all about it, we all about it
All about the bands, I'm all, I'm all about these bands
I'm all about the jugg, I'm all, I'm all about the jugg
I'm all about this Tech, I'm all, I'm all about this Tech
I'm all about it, we all about it

[Verse 2: LAMB$]
Sometimes I need that lean to go to sleep
Got a new bitch every week
Takin' flights, I be gone every week
My old bitch won't stop callin' me
Got my chains out, I won't ever tuck 'em
If the pints ain't sealed, man, I won't touch 'em
I just dropped a four, now it got me leanin'
Made a few plays now my phone keep ringin'
Count hunchos all the time
Need a Rollie for the time
If you n***as owe me money
I need my shit on time