Bandz

Lyrics
[Intro] Shawty mobbin', we gon' let her in decline She ain't here to make friends, she ain't stoppin' [Chorus] First I'ma get me a Porsche, yeah, then I'ma get me a Lam', yeah Worldwide with the fam, yeah, loud louder than a band, yeah Flood the wrist, cold in the glance, yeah Show me you really can dance, yeah I'm 'bout to flood her with bands, yeah I got her rollin' in bands [Refrain] Shawty mobbin', we gon' let her in decline She ain't here to make friends, she ain't stoppin' Booty wavin' like a fan, belly flopper I got her rollin' in bands, yeah [Verse 1] Search for it, baby, nobody toppin' me AP on my wrist is a property Off-White like a brick is on top of me Body so thick and it's shockin' me Slim thick, make a mockery I can barely move properly Both of them knockers are knockin' me, yeah Even the pretty hoes jockin' me, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I got the city on top of me, yeah, yeah, yeah Water whippin', we done made a monopoly Get you a hand full of broccoli, shawty say you smell good I told her to pop out and shop with me, she know I ain't got no Glock on me No, I ain't brought in security, she wan' know why I got the Glock on me Cheatin' guys bring storms, that's why your homies is flockin' me Baby smokin' that Back', while she makin' them bands I took her back to the lands, yeah, I got her rollin' in bands [Refrain] Shawty mobbin', we gon' let her in decline She ain't here to make friends, she ain't stoppin' Booty wavin' like a fan, belly flopper I got her rollin' in bands, yeah [Chorus] First I'ma get me a Porsche, yeah, then I'ma get me a Lam', yeah Worldwide with the fam, yeah, loud louder than a band, yeah Flood the wrist, cold in the glance, yeah Show me you really can dance, yeah I'm 'bout to flood her with bands, yeah I got her rollin' in bands [Verse 2] Leave a chicken to the jams Like she been lickin' the sand I got the heat in the can She know exactly who I am Now the boy Ric Flair I'm diggin' that girl name Claire She diggin' the stone in my ears I told her that was brick fare Windows tinted, she love it when I'm in it, yeah She gon' eat it and swallow when she finished, yeah 'Cause everywhere I'm at, know I got that cri-nack (I have that crack) Told her Benjamin my brother, taht's a fi-nact, yeah So go'n and put that arch in your bi-nack, yeah You know that bag secured, this a si-nack, yeah Real skills, bitch, I'm smokin' on this spinach, yeah I can turn to green monster like the Grin-ich, yeah [Refrain] Shawty mobbin', we gon' let her in decline She ain't here to make friends, she ain't stoppin' Booty wavin' like a fan, belly flopper I got her rollin' in bands, yeah [Chorus] First I'ma get me a Porsche, yeah, then I'ma get me a Lam', yeah Worldwide with the fam, yeah, loud louder than a band, yeah Flood the wrist, cold in the glance, yeah Show me you really can dance, yeah I'm 'bout to flood her with bands, yeah I got her rollin' in bands First I'ma get me a Porsche, yeah, then I'ma get me a Lam', yeah Worldwide with the fam, yeah, loud louder than a band, yeah Flood the wrist, cold in the glance, yeah Show me you really can dance, yeah I'm 'bout to flood her with bands, yeah I got her rollin' in bands
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Credits
- Writers
- Billz
- Taz Taylor
- Nick Mira
- Cosa (US)