Testo Dummy Boy

Aye Fauni Figueroa let's get it
Bands, bands
Bands, bands, bands, bands
Bands, bands, bands, bands
Guap all of the cash
Bands, bands
Keepin' that shit in my bag
Bands
Can you name a nigga who got rich wit' out committing sin
Judge said you need to grow up, that's why they take me in
Shoutout to my partners wit' them numbers when I needed them
Couple nigga's stabbed my back, back when I believed in them
Old hoes just old hoes so I deleted them
Jew money, daily new money, boy go get you some
I ain't rich but I get them bands hoe I ain't no bum
Chasin' dreams while I'm chasin' funds
From honchos to the ones
Stompin' in my Air Force Ones, like I weighed a ton
Thought her head game was fye before, wait til' she tie that bun
Twenty six, biggest thottie bitch, but innocent like a nun
Won't thumb no ass, rather thumb the cash
Fuck yo niggas and ones I seen yo mans, and I peeped your ex, you like Cheeser boys
Greedy boys, broke n' needy boys, bitch come feed me boys
Home boys, always home boy, I'm never home boy
Gone boy, don't get joan boy, hit my phone boy
Grown boy, I'm my own boy, fuck a known boy
Lone star chillin' wit your bitch, I ain't a lone boy
Young Figueroa don't give no oaths, get to know me boy
Ain't really wit' all that talkin' Ima show me boy
Wifey look like a Muslim, Kim, Kendall, Khloe boy
Like them gold necks and watches, and them vintage Rollies boy
Lil' throw tried to paranoid me, run up on me boy, bah!
Dummy like a bitch, you's a dummy boy