bandz

i got bandz

don't need these hoes

money racks to blow

nigga i got bandz

lets get this dough

run the world fo' sure

i got bandz

man i'm in these streets its been a long day

bout to sign this deal and throw it all away

bout to cop the crib that dame lost today

funny look at them niggas that slipping

you trippin'

no fear

my niggas

we get it

i'm looking at throwing the world thru these glass ceilings

and when i step outside bad bitches with me

back in my section twisting that lala can't be stressing

wake up

fall asleep to dizzy gillespie

back it up and break it down

she gon' bust it on this dick you gon' take her out of town

i put ice in my veeners

i put rubies in my crown

count them stacks and blow them racks

niggas know who they around

okay

i walk in this bitch i fuck shit up then i leave ho

pay your car note or get some money for that weed ho

45 hundred

blow it

there go double c's ho

might go throw a birkin bag if you tell me please ho

she gon' throw that ass back

drop that on them real niggas

i'm gon' throw that cash back

drop that on the real bitches

murder on that pussy

ho

i feel like i kill bitches

you gon' get like every bag and every jewel if i deal with you

young nigga ballin' like i fuckin' hit the lottery

you just want the money shorty

you ain't gotta lie to me

all these niggas hatin' on me

know they wanna body me

cause every time you see a nigga

i look like a robbery

whoa!

ooooh

i know you bitch niggas hate me now

i got bandz

i got bandz

i got bandz

i got bandz

i got bandz

lately i been goin crazy

laughin'

drinkin'

find myself in arms of different women

toast it

i need to use my cerebellum

tried to tell 'em cut that rap shit all that wack shit is underwhelming

times ticking

palms itching

minds tripping

tired of living

mad decisions

i kill 'em

ooooh

i know you bitch niggas hate me now

i got bandz

i got bandz

i got bandz

i got bandz

i got bandz