Drake
10 Bands
Duration: 02:57
File type: mp3
File size: 6.78 МБ
Bitrate: 320
Lyrics of "Drake — 10 Bands"
Ten bands, fifty bands, hunnid bands, fuck it man
Let's just not even discuss it man, O-M-G
Niggas sleep, I ain't trippin' I'ma let 'em sleep
I ain't trippin' let 'em rest in peace I can tell ya how it happened
I can tell ya 'bout them safe house nights out in Calabasas
I can tell you not a rapper
Tryna sell this story, I don't even open up the package
Who you with? What you claim?
I was paying mama's rent when I was turnin' seventeen
Sold it dirty like Diana, never clean
My ex ask me where I'm movin', I said, "On to better things, " yeah Ten bands, fifty bands, hunnid bands, fuck it, man
Let's just not even discuss it, man, O-M-G
Niggas sleep, I ain't trippin' I'ma let 'em sleep
I ain't trippin' let 'em rest in peace I been in the crib with the phones off
I been at the house taking no calls
I done hit a stride got my shit goin'
In the six cooking with the wrist motion
Drapes closed I don't know what time it is
I'm still awake I gotta shine this year
I could never ever let the streets down
Haven't left the condo for a week now, man Ten bands, fifty bands, hunnid bands, fuck it, man
Let's just not even discuss it, man, O-M-G
Niggas sleep, I ain't trippin' I'ma let 'em sleep
I ain't trippin' let 'em rest in peace I been on a mission haven't left the condo
This that OVO, that SZN, this that new Toronto
I get boxes of free Jordan like I play for North Carolina
How much I make off the deal, how the fuck should I know?
All my watches always timeless you can keep the diamonds
Treatin' Diamonds of Atlanta like it's King of Diamonds
Take a flick, I look like Meechy, look like Bleu DaVinci
I treat V Live like it's '07 in Magic City
Man, I told my city I'd be gone 'til November, then November came
Then I came, right back on my worst behav'
6 God put both hands together that's amazin' grace
6 God selfish with the love, I need all the praise
Woo, they got me feelin' like the one again
Woo, they got me feelin' like the one again
Yeah, shout goes out to Nike, checks all over me
I need a FuelBand just to see how long the run has been Ten bands, fifty bands, hunnid bands, fuck it, man
Let's just not even discuss it, man, O-M-G
Niggas sleep, I ain't trippin' I'ma let 'em sleep
I ain't trippin' let 'em rest in peace I been in the crib with the phones off
I been at the house takin' no calls
I done hit a stride got my shit goin'
In the 6ix cookin' with the wri-wri-wri-wri
