I got bandz...
Don't need these hoes, money racks to blow
Nigga I got bandz...
Lets get this dough, run the world for 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
Ba-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
- 2X
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
- 2X
(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, huh
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