Bands In The Sky by RiBoost Lyrics
We be in the streets, showing off our new beats
We just met, never made a bet, baby stop walking on your head
Haters on our ass, send em back to the class
Train station leaves tomorrow(bye bitch)
You still working on your sorrow
Climbing up high on the rock
Did that just to fuck your sock
Always getting high of your perfume
Coco Chanel better start boosting their fume
Yuh
Two hundred on my neck that’s a cold serve
Sliding through these cheques like a hard curve
Talking all that shit while I’m here in my Rolls Royce
Overload Guap flowing round in my AGRESTI
Fucking up shit on the stage with my bestie
Friends for life, that’s a straight up lie
Pointed straight at me, just to save your ass
Fake as hell, never get a ‘swipe right’
You a hella pass
Baby hop on my new bike
Better watch out
My closet so full, had to buy Nike
Working no day, up all night
Bad lil bitch gon work on em ex
Calling that shit but end up with sex
That’s hella fine, we be shouting on your grave
Telling you to stop your ass from the rave
Ne-ne Never wanted you to follow us up
Flipping us off, don’t give a fuck
Made in the streets, making hella beats
Am who I wanna be, you should see a doctor
I fly jets, while you stalk helicopters
My name RIBoost, bitch who the fuck is you
We be in the streets, showing off our new beats
We just met, never made a bet, baby stop walking on your head
Haters on our ass, send em back to the class
Train station leaves tomorrow
You still working on your sorrow
Climbing up high on the rock
Did that just to fuck your sock
Always getting high of your perfume
Coco Chanel better start boosting their fume
Yuh
Guap in my bando
Dripping of the bankroll
Flex on yo bitch like bands in the sky
Yuh like bands in the sky
They so sick that I’m winning
Ho’s on my phone, never ending ringing
You a big mess
Why you acting like that?
We keep it low
Don’t wanna end up under misseltoe
Used to have twenty rand
Now I’m walking round with twenty grand
Got some bitches in my car
They be wearing Gucci
Stop making us wait for your Roochie
You could never even dance
Now you wanna make people glance?
No thanks bitch, I’m hella fine
I just came home after breaking more than one spine
I’m only sixteen and recording
Haul haul, whole groupie
Got that actress rewarding
We be in the streets, showing off our new beats
We just met, never made a bet, baby stop walking on your head
Haters on our ass, send em back to the class
Train station leaves tomorrow
You still working on your sorrow
Climbing up high on the rock
Did that just to fuck your sock
Always getting high of your perfume
Coco Chanel better start boosting their fume
Guap in my bando
Dripping of the bankroll
Flex on yo bitch like bands in the sky
Yuh like bands in the sky
I’m doing all this solo
Buy myself some Polo
Said I own my own flow
Talking shit, you dumb hoe
I skirt from your bitch
She a fucking snitch
Active, she be broke
Ratchet, they be jokes
Guap in my bando
Dripping of the bankroll
Flex on yo bitch like bands in the sky
Thots on my gram
But I end up with the grand
Remedies in need
And they saying that they skeet
When you look up in the sky
You’ll be seeing money that can fly
Like bands in the sky
Yuh
Like bands in the sky
Ha like bands in the sky
We just met, never made a bet, baby stop walking on your head
Haters on our ass, send em back to the class
Train station leaves tomorrow(bye bitch)
You still working on your sorrow
Climbing up high on the rock
Did that just to fuck your sock
Always getting high of your perfume
Coco Chanel better start boosting their fume
Yuh
Two hundred on my neck that’s a cold serve
Sliding through these cheques like a hard curve
Talking all that shit while I’m here in my Rolls Royce
Overload Guap flowing round in my AGRESTI
Fucking up shit on the stage with my bestie
Friends for life, that’s a straight up lie
Pointed straight at me, just to save your ass
Fake as hell, never get a ‘swipe right’
You a hella pass
Baby hop on my new bike
Better watch out
My closet so full, had to buy Nike
Working no day, up all night
Bad lil bitch gon work on em ex
Calling that shit but end up with sex
That’s hella fine, we be shouting on your grave
Telling you to stop your ass from the rave
Ne-ne Never wanted you to follow us up
Flipping us off, don’t give a fuck
Made in the streets, making hella beats
Am who I wanna be, you should see a doctor
I fly jets, while you stalk helicopters
My name RIBoost, bitch who the fuck is you
We be in the streets, showing off our new beats
We just met, never made a bet, baby stop walking on your head
Haters on our ass, send em back to the class
Train station leaves tomorrow
You still working on your sorrow
Climbing up high on the rock
Did that just to fuck your sock
Always getting high of your perfume
Coco Chanel better start boosting their fume
Yuh
Guap in my bando
Dripping of the bankroll
Flex on yo bitch like bands in the sky
Yuh like bands in the sky
They so sick that I’m winning
Ho’s on my phone, never ending ringing
You a big mess
Why you acting like that?
We keep it low
Don’t wanna end up under misseltoe
Used to have twenty rand
Now I’m walking round with twenty grand
Got some bitches in my car
They be wearing Gucci
Stop making us wait for your Roochie
You could never even dance
Now you wanna make people glance?
No thanks bitch, I’m hella fine
I just came home after breaking more than one spine
I’m only sixteen and recording
Haul haul, whole groupie
Got that actress rewarding
We be in the streets, showing off our new beats
We just met, never made a bet, baby stop walking on your head
Haters on our ass, send em back to the class
Train station leaves tomorrow
You still working on your sorrow
Climbing up high on the rock
Did that just to fuck your sock
Always getting high of your perfume
Coco Chanel better start boosting their fume
Guap in my bando
Dripping of the bankroll
Flex on yo bitch like bands in the sky
Yuh like bands in the sky
I’m doing all this solo
Buy myself some Polo
Said I own my own flow
Talking shit, you dumb hoe
I skirt from your bitch
She a fucking snitch
Active, she be broke
Ratchet, they be jokes
Guap in my bando
Dripping of the bankroll
Flex on yo bitch like bands in the sky
Thots on my gram
But I end up with the grand
Remedies in need
And they saying that they skeet
When you look up in the sky
You’ll be seeing money that can fly
Like bands in the sky
Yuh
Like bands in the sky
Ha like bands in the sky