Gotta Blast (feat. BandMan Fari & Diego Money)

[Diego Money]

I'm a bandman

Countin bands man off the kickstand

Catch me in the trap with Tay-Kay 47, aye

Don't play with us new Draco for my weapon

Young Diego Money but call me the juugg man, yuh

Neck all gold, know we toting poles

30 with the red dot, aim it at your nose

Look at my wrist

It'll leave you froze

We ain't smoking on no gram

I'm smoking out a bowl

One phone call and have my shooters at your throat

They don't want smoke

Know we love smoke

Got all white diamonds like a pound of coke

You can come to the hood if you want the dope

[BandmanFarri]

I shoot the K until that motherfucker shake in smoke

These niggas talking, niggas lame

These niggas going uh

I put that motherfucking k into his fucking throat

Pussy won't make it home

[Tay-K]

Pop up out the cut

We get up witcha

Smoke him down like a damn swisher

Fuck a thot cause I need my bands bigger

Thought she was a keeper, But my mans hit her

Yea my mans hit her so I gotta switch her

Yea my mans hit her, I let Blast switch her

Call up blast yea yea he's a ass kicker

Call up Bay-Bay yea he's a class ditcher

Call a shooter yea I gotta Blast nigga

Gotta blast leave you in the past nigga

[Bandman Farri]

I was ditching class for the cash nigga (ditchin' class)

These niggas talking

But I'm on they ass nigga

Can't get that money

Had to get it fast nigga

I didn't do no work

Just count that cash nigga (always counting cash)

(I just count the cash)

Run it up, I always do the math (count)

Trying, you know I'm stacking bands

Flippin' bands nigga