Blow Dem Bands - Drakeo The Ruler

Everything I do is ignorant

The way I constantly swerve and just splurge is belligerent

I know this shit is crazy, I know this shit is sad

And I can buy me a new whip if I do the whole dash

Crash, smash, now we in the Masi

Poured off a five and nigga please don’t tell nobody

I know I’m impatient

I could’ve got an Audi if a nigga fuckin' waited, mister ungrateful

Thousand blue faces

Mask and a beam, it’s an all-black occasion

Take it all, break him off

Duh we really do this shit

Extorting and aborting any next spin Judas’s

Listen here you stupid bitch

Mister mister mister fuckin' get dough

Lingo bingo, I just cracked another store

Pops on my knots and a couple grams of gold

Whoa Bo, these niggas wanna act bold

We keep the forty cal, my niggas wanna snatch souls

From mannequins to Casper the Ghost, these niggas spooked

Sheesh, they like Drakeo that’s you?

And everything is Greedy with a 2, ooh

I’m like bitch, I’m the motherfuckin' man

This bitch actin' like this ain’t eight thousand in my hand

Blow them bands, bands

Bitch we blow them bands, bands

I’m like bitch, I’m the motherfuckin' man

This bitch actin' like this ain’t eight thousand in my hand

Blow them bands, bands

We 'bout to cash out bitch, blow them bands, bands

Blow them bands, bands, blow them bands, bands

We 'bout to cash out bitch, blow them bands, bands

Bitch we blow them bands, bands

Get a thousand from a bitch, it took her twenty-eight hours

For the money and the power I ain’t never been a coward

Sour blowin' purple flowers, talkin' reckless to a goddess

I respect none of these thotties, breakin' bitches is a hobby

Molly in the calls, roxy, now she givin' sloppy toppy

Talkin' 'bout you love a nigga, baby put it in my pocket

I just spent a couple Franklins, now a nigga back to robbin'

Flockin' like a couple pigeons, passin' like I’m Aaron Rodgers

I’m a baller lil bitch, I brought them racks out

Ten bands on me, no horn, but I blow loud

Designer on designer fit, it’s so wild, sip fours 'til I pass out

Wake up and bring them bags out

I’m like bitch, I’m the motherfuckin' man

This bitch actin' like this ain’t eight thousand in my hand

Blow them bands, bands

Bitch we blow them bands, bands

I’m like bitch, I’m the motherfuckin' man

This bitch actin' like this ain’t eight thousand in my hand

Blow them bands, bands

We 'bout to cash out bitch, blow them bands, bands

Blow them bands, bands, blow them bands, bands

We 'bout to cash out bitch, blow them bands, bands

Bitch we blow them bands, bands

You silly little rabbit, bitch it’s pops on all my knots

From climbin' through the window, it’s holes in all my socks

Mister go crazy, big money bitch, all my faces look lazy, mister pour daily

My ex bitches hate me, blow them bands baby

Twenty band statements, hanging out the base fit

Mister ungrateful, mister unfaithful

Broke bitch pay me, broke bitch pay me