Bandz (Feat. Travi$ Scott)

I got bandz Oh no, oh no, goddamn Don't need these hoes, hundred racks to blow Nigga, I got bandz Oh no, oh no, goddamn 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 down at the whole world through these glass ceilings And when I step outside bad bitches with me Back in my section twisting that la la can't let it stress me 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 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 shoe 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 Ooooh, I know you bitch niggas hate me now 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