Run the bands, run the bandsRun the bands, run the bands, heyRun the bands, run the bandsRun the bands, run the bands, hey (I need my M's)Run the bands, run the bandsRun the bands,...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Vince Staples
Yeah, yeah, yeah, citch (Norf)Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Norf, Norf)Ay, ay, where's JID? (Norf, yeah)Ay, ay, this the Dream, this the Dreamville, right?Up, up, awayShe love the way I ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Vince Staples
Way up, way upWay up, way upSame old thingWatch me do the same old thingIf I wrote your ass a love song Could I make it bang? If I pull up with my guns wrongRun, I make it bangHomi...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Vince Staples
"What's up, nigga?Why you so depressed and sad all the time like a little bitch?What's the problem, man?Niggas want to hear you rapDon't nobody care about how you feel, we want rap...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Earl Sweatshirt
You are now tuned into the tomb of JehovaPlay my tunes loud enough to shake the room, what's the hold up?Heard the world is ending soon I assumed that they told ya They tryna dinos...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Vince Staples
Fresh out the county, shoes with no lacesPlastic bag carryin', no two pacesiPhone, belt by GucciBands with loose change and some car keysTo the Maserati, license plate green god bo...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Vince Staples
I tell it like it is, then how it could beHeaven or hell boy, freedom or jail boyA Jansport bag full of shit I could sell forThe higher, the low boy, just me and my homeboysThe pol...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Vince Staples
It’s your girl Ayydé, this is Big Boy's Neighborhood, make sure you keep it lockedWe got that brand new Tyga on the wayHey, drop top in the rain (Rain)Pop pop, pop it in your fa...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Vince Staples
This is for my future baby mamaHope your skin is black as midnightI'll take you out that HondaI can put you in a BenzI can balance out your chakrasFornication is a sin, we can f*ck...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Vince Staples
Where we at with it?Block West, let's get itSlums of Detroit, drugs on the portPlug with the sourceGun in my shorts, blood was the sportJumped from the porchHung like a horse, ones...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Vince Staples