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Let the BandPlay
Ayo, BandPlay

Drinkin' Ace of Spades, no Rosé, ayy
Celebratin' with the gang, bring a whole case What's today
Every day my birthday, I just want some more cake Yeah, yeah
Used to have a plug in San José Yeah
First thing that he asked me "So, what's your name" Yeah
Money hungry, young and dumb, ain't got no brain Yeah
On the e-way in somethin' fast, foot to the floor, man Yoom
Damn, that pussy good, I wanna give her my last name Hol' up
Then I had my lil' boy, that shit changed my whole world Tre Tre
A couple of years later What, now here come my lil' girl Aria
I don't work for myself no more, I work for them, respect it Yeah
Everythin' in my past, that's my passion, I can't help it Yeah

I love my baby mama to death, but she don't trust me Goddamn
I asked her would she marry me, she didn't say nothin' Goddamn
I'm sorry, baby, I can only be me, a hustler Goddamn
Trap nigga, but my household look like The Huxtables Yeah, yeah
She think that I'm still stuck in my old ways Uh
Goddamn, I love the trap, I miss the old days Uh
Ridin' around in the Ponyville with my throwaway Uh
Now I just make millions, might listen to some OJ's

Hol' up, right, quick, let me straighten up my ring
This motherfucker kinda big, you know
Ayo, BandPlay

I don't play with these lil' niggas, I got kids at home Uh-uh
My bitch always get mad at me when I'm gone too long
Ayy, came outside today, with all these rocks on Rocks
Niggas feel my shit in they soul, like a 'Pac song Oof
That's an investment, not an ordinary watch on Hey, hey
Keep some bam-bam bad rocks on Rocks
Told my bitch I know I'm a dog, so, nah, you not wrong Nah
I'm just runnin' streets with my dawgs, when I'm not home Yeah
Skinny nigga, bankroll chubby Yeah
Ain't nobody gon' love me the way you love me Yeah, yeah
I'm 'posed to be still on the block, thuggin' Yeah, yeah
Girl, I'm on your ass, just like some huggies Like some huggies

I love my baby mama to death, but she don't trust me Goddamn
I asked her would she marry me, she didn't say nothin' Goddamn
I'm sorry, baby, I can only be me, a hustler Goddamn
Trap nigga, but my household look like The Huxtables Yeah, yeah
She think that I'm still stuck in my old ways Uh
Goddamn, I love the trap, I miss the old days Uh
Ridin' around in the Ponyville with my throwaway Uh
Now I just make millions, might listen to some OJ's Yeah