30 Bands by Lil Ice Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Uhhh
[Hook: Lil Mosey]
Yeah, you talk that shit
You got the stick
But no, you never pop shit
Was hittin licks
[?] baby
No I’m never stoppin’
In a new city
Get that top then I skrt off bitch
Free my brother kilo
T.O.T. we on that mob shit
I got raf on me
And your bitch she suck the team
Mixed a bean in my shit
And I doubled up my lean
Made another 30 bands and I spent it on my teeth (yeah)
Balmains on my jeans and I got Gucci on me
[Verse 1: Lil Ice]
Me n my brother Mosey we some band kids
Ran it up and had to get up off that stan shit
Now my free my nigga J.D. out the cages
But, I just smoked the gas and then I lane switched
I got drip on me
And your bitch, she suckin me
Mixed a xan with some lean
Now I'm geekin' off a bean
And I'm steady poppin' tags
Cuz I kinda love that green (yeah)
I just need a foreign car, pull up in a beam (yeah)
[Hook: Lil Mosey]
Yeah, you talk that shit
You got the stick
But no, you never pop shit
Was hittin licks
[?] baby
No I’m never stoppin’
In a new city
Get that top then I skrt off bitch
Free my brother kilo
T.O.T. we on that mob shit
I got raf on me
And your bitch she suck the team
Mixed a bean in my shit
And I doubled up my lean
Made another 30 bands and I spent it on my teeth
Balmains on my jeans and I got Gucci on me
[Verse 2: Lil Ice]
Paper chasin' nigga me n Mosey runnin'
Blue bands, all these hunnids got me thumbin'
Ever since a youngin' I had nothing
But, I just dropped the hate and now I'm somethin'
Now I'm on my city, lit!
And they fuckin' wit the kid
Getting bands, on the road
Niggas all up in my biz
Hit a stain in the range
Nigga, you ain't wit the shits (yah)
Back then I was broke
Now we're selling', gettin' rich
[Hook: Lil Mosey]
Yeah, you talk that shit
You got the stick
But no, you never pop shit
Was hittin licks
[?] baby
No I’m never stoppin’
In a new city
Get that top then I skrt off bitch
Free my brother kilo
T.O.T. we on that mob shit
I got raf on me
And your bitch she suck the team
Mixed a bean in my shit
And I doubled up my lean
Made another 30 bands and I spent it on my teeth
Balmains on my jeans and I got Gucci on me
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Uhhh
[Hook: Lil Mosey]
Yeah, you talk that shit
You got the stick
But no, you never pop shit
Was hittin licks
[?] baby
No I’m never stoppin’
In a new city
Get that top then I skrt off bitch
Free my brother kilo
T.O.T. we on that mob shit
I got raf on me
And your bitch she suck the team
Mixed a bean in my shit
And I doubled up my lean
Made another 30 bands and I spent it on my teeth (yeah)
Balmains on my jeans and I got Gucci on me
[Verse 1: Lil Ice]
Me n my brother Mosey we some band kids
Ran it up and had to get up off that stan shit
Now my free my nigga J.D. out the cages
But, I just smoked the gas and then I lane switched
I got drip on me
And your bitch, she suckin me
Mixed a xan with some lean
Now I'm geekin' off a bean
And I'm steady poppin' tags
Cuz I kinda love that green (yeah)
I just need a foreign car, pull up in a beam (yeah)
[Hook: Lil Mosey]
Yeah, you talk that shit
You got the stick
But no, you never pop shit
Was hittin licks
[?] baby
No I’m never stoppin’
In a new city
Get that top then I skrt off bitch
Free my brother kilo
T.O.T. we on that mob shit
I got raf on me
And your bitch she suck the team
Mixed a bean in my shit
And I doubled up my lean
Made another 30 bands and I spent it on my teeth
Balmains on my jeans and I got Gucci on me
[Verse 2: Lil Ice]
Paper chasin' nigga me n Mosey runnin'
Blue bands, all these hunnids got me thumbin'
Ever since a youngin' I had nothing
But, I just dropped the hate and now I'm somethin'
Now I'm on my city, lit!
And they fuckin' wit the kid
Getting bands, on the road
Niggas all up in my biz
Hit a stain in the range
Nigga, you ain't wit the shits (yah)
Back then I was broke
Now we're selling', gettin' rich
[Hook: Lil Mosey]
Yeah, you talk that shit
You got the stick
But no, you never pop shit
Was hittin licks
[?] baby
No I’m never stoppin’
In a new city
Get that top then I skrt off bitch
Free my brother kilo
T.O.T. we on that mob shit
I got raf on me
And your bitch she suck the team
Mixed a bean in my shit
And I doubled up my lean
Made another 30 bands and I spent it on my teeth
Balmains on my jeans and I got Gucci on me