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Rubber Bands & Hulk Green (Trap Anthem) 1 by Clifton

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Rubber Bands & Hulk Green (Trap Anthem) 1

trap,male vocals

0:003:08
Lyrics
Description
[Intro]
Yeah — hard beat, hood vocals (come on)
140, heavy 808s, let it breathe
[Verse 1]
When it comes to that money, I'll go berserk
I love that green, just like the Hulk
I'm chasing that paper, so just let me work
I don't have time, these fellas be playing
'Cause I'm on a mission, you know what I'm saying
Most y'all talking 'bout killing and robbing
But I'm gon' keep stacking these bands
Money I love it, just ask your chick
She keep on sweating me, she know that I'm lit
Look my watch, look how it glistening
I told truth but fellas ain't listenin'
[Chorus]
All y'all fellas just out here playing
'Cause when I clap I don't use no hands
Only thing I'm stretching, is them damn rubber bands
Stack so big it won't fit in my pants
All I'm saying, I'ma get that, get that, get that money
I'ma get that, get that, get that money
[Verse 2]
Late nights on the block, countin' bands, yeah (huh)
Two straps, thick stacks, rubber bands, uh (woo)
Watch froze, icy face, hundred grand, look (yeah)
Phone buzz, closed deals, pull up in the coupe (skrt)
Enemies talk, they just makin' noise (shh)
I move silent, flip bricks, stackin' more toys (count it)
Stack a brick, flip it quick, flip it again (flip it)
Money talk loud, let the whole block know, amen (say less)
[Chorus]
All y'all fellas just out here playing
'Cause when I clap I don't use no hands
Only thing I'm stretching, is them damn rubber bands
Stack so big it won't fit in my pants
All I'm saying, I'ma get that, get that, get that money
I'ma get that, get that, get that money
[Bridge]
Heart cold, eyes locked on the prize (yeah)
No sleep, we count while they sleep (huh)
Pressure buildin', diamonds on ice (woo)
I stretch bands, I don't pull no vice — Ima get that (let's go)
[Chorus — Repeat]
All y'all fellas just out here playing
'Cause when I clap I don't use no hands
Only thing I'm stretching, is them damn rubber bands
Stack so big it won't fit in my pants
All I'm saying, I'ma get that, get that, get that money
I'ma get that, get that, get that money
[Outro]
Yeah — on my mission, on my hustle (on my hustle)
Rubber bands heavy, watch glisten, pockets swelling
Ima get that money (get that money), Ima get that money (get that money)
(Ad-libs fade)