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letra de up - mekhi randle

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[chorus]
i’m just a young a boy, tryna get his bands up
i’m just a young boy who never threw his hands up
hands up, bands up, got my pockets swole
swole up, my wallet can’t ever fold

[verse]
paper, paper, never knew i fell in love before
you ain’t never wrote pen and paper before
y’all boys b-tthurt, like this hurt to the core
guap, guap, chicken, chicken, all i want is more
before all this money, i was still rich
why you lying on my name, you still a snitch
you a snitch, you a opp, man, you gon’ flinch
you a follower, you see them jumpin’ off, you gone find a bridge

[hook]
bands up (x3)
hands up (x3)
pockets swole (x3)
wallet can’t ever fold

[chorus]
i’m just a young a boy, tryna get his bands up
i’m just a young boy who never threw his hands up
hands up, bands up, got my pockets swole
swole up, my wallet can’t ever fold
i’m just a young a boy, tryna get his bands up
i’m just a young boy who never threw his hands up
hands up, bands up, got my pockets swole
swole up, my wallet can’t ever fold

[verse]
if you ain’t talking ‘bout a bag, then i ain’t interested
keep talking mess, you gon’ get me arrested
if you ain’t talking money in my bank then i can’t do relations
i don’t feel sorry for no one, yo’ face can hit the pavement
i’m extra anti, i can’t stand people hitting up my line
my wrist cost a pretty penny, and it’s ticking off a dime
i get paid to go places, what i look like giving you my time
i got some deals on the way, and they bout to make me shine
i might even have a tour, and you know i’m gone headline
you see this shrimp and lobster, we gone fine dine
so everyone who doubted me can go away
a year ago people didn’t know their place (gucci)
now they boppin’ to my work but they never leave a trace
they hope for my downfall, but i ain’t going away
so keep giving me free advertis-m-nt make my numbers look better
keep squeaking, you a mouse with no cheddar

[hook]
bands up (x3)
hands up (x3)
pockets swole (x3)
wallet can’t ever fold

[chorus]
i’m just a young a boy, tryna get his bands up
i’m just a young boy who never threw his hands up
hands up, bands up, got my pockets swole
swole up, my wallet can’t ever fold
i’m just a young a boy, tryna get his bands up
i’m just a young boy who never threw his hands up
hands up, bands up, got my pockets swole
swole up, my wallet can’t ever fold

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