"Bandz Up" lyrics
Skii
Yeah, got my bands up (Yeah)
Broke niggas hatin', when they see me, they on fan stuff (They on fan stuff)
Lil' bitch kept playin' hard to get, that got her friend fucked (Uh)
This nigga tryna do everything I do, that boy my damn son (That boy my damn son)
Pockets full, pants stuffed (Yeah)
Skeet on niggas again, bruh (Niggas again, bruh)
Kick back, back of the Benz truck
Fuckin' your bitch, and what? (Uh)
This ho do too damn much (What?)
Broke bitches always sayin' somethin' (Huh?)
Ain't spendin' shit on a damn slut (On what?)
Pussy free, ain't payin' for it (Nah)
Your nigga went broke on bitches (What?)
Yeah, the kid, I ain't doin' no trickin' (No trickin')
Tell your ho what to do, she listen (Alright)
Blowin' dope, she blowin' me kisses (Mwah)
All the broke boys hatin' on niggas (Ugh)
All the bad hoes just want a picture (Damn)
My bankroll lookin' like Biggie (What?)
I'm standin' on all of the business (Alright)
I'm fuckin' on all y'all bitches (Damn), unless your bitch gave me ten (No cap)
You a no money gettin'-ass niggas (Yeah), somebody need to help they mans (Yeah)
All the hoes gettin' geeked off liquor, freak bitch finna come out her pants (Ugh)
Ma dukes really couldn't believe it (What?) when the label had sent the advance (They sent that money)
I fucked, but I don't believe it, all my hoes gettin' one-night stands (One-night stands)
I'm puttin' on for all my people, doin' shit that these niggas can't, yeah (That these niggas can't)
Fuck a bitch, then fuck her friend, yeah (I fucked her friend, ooh)
I'm a star, my diamonds dance, slimy, grimy, yeah, that's twin, nigga (Yeah, that's twin)
I can't switch, stick to the cold, yeah (Stick to the code)
Bitch, my neck and wrist froze (Ice), see me up, I'm in that mode, yeah (I'm in that mode)
It took some money, boy, you slow, yeah (Boy, you slow, yeah)
Bitch, my pockets on Rubi Rose (Yeah), thick as hell, yeah, they pokin' (On God)
Boy, your bitch gettin' busted open (Ugh)
Think I breathe too much dope in, tell that bitch that I love her, ooh, I was just jokin' (Bitch, I lied to you, alright)
Yeah, got my bands up (Got my bands up)
Broke niggas hatin', when they see me, they on fan stuff (Ain't with no fan stuff)
Lil' bitch kept playin' hard to get, that got her friend fucked (Uh)
This nigga tryna do everything I do (Yeah), that boy my damn son (That boy my damn son)
Pockets full, pants stuffed
Skeet on niggas again, bruh (Skeet)
Kick back, back of the Benz truck (Yeah)
Fuckin' your bitch, and what? (And what?)
This ho do too damn much (Huh?)
Broke bitches always sayin' somethin' (Always sayin' somethin')
Ain't spendin' shit on a damn slut
Pussy free, ain't payin' for it
Yeah, got my bands up (Yeah)
Broke niggas hatin', when they see me, they on fan stuff (They on fan stuff)
Lil' bitch kept playin' hard to get, that got her friend fucked (Uh)
This nigga tryna do everything I do, that boy my damn son (That boy my damn son)
Pockets full, pants stuffed (Yeah)
Skeet on niggas again, bruh (Niggas again, bruh)
Kick back, back of the Benz truck
Fuckin' your bitch, and what? (Uh)
This ho do too damn much (What?)
Broke bitches always sayin' somethin' (Huh?)
Ain't spendin' shit on a damn slut (On what?)
Pussy free, ain't payin' for it (Nah)
Your nigga went broke on bitches (What?)
Yeah, the kid, I ain't doin' no trickin' (No trickin')
Tell your ho what to do, she listen (Alright)
Blowin' dope, she blowin' me kisses (Mwah)
All the broke boys hatin' on niggas (Ugh)
All the bad hoes just want a picture (Damn)
My bankroll lookin' like Biggie (What?)
I'm standin' on all of the business (Alright)
I'm fuckin' on all y'all bitches (Damn), unless your bitch gave me ten (No cap)
You a no money gettin'-ass niggas (Yeah), somebody need to help they mans (Yeah)
All the hoes gettin' geeked off liquor, freak bitch finna come out her pants (Ugh)
Ma dukes really couldn't believe it (What?) when the label had sent the advance (They sent that money)
I fucked, but I don't believe it, all my hoes gettin' one-night stands (One-night stands)
I'm puttin' on for all my people, doin' shit that these niggas can't, yeah (That these niggas can't)
Fuck a bitch, then fuck her friend, yeah (I fucked her friend, ooh)
I'm a star, my diamonds dance, slimy, grimy, yeah, that's twin, nigga (Yeah, that's twin)
I can't switch, stick to the cold, yeah (Stick to the code)
Bitch, my neck and wrist froze (Ice), see me up, I'm in that mode, yeah (I'm in that mode)
It took some money, boy, you slow, yeah (Boy, you slow, yeah)
Bitch, my pockets on Rubi Rose (Yeah), thick as hell, yeah, they pokin' (On God)
Boy, your bitch gettin' busted open (Ugh)
Think I breathe too much dope in, tell that bitch that I love her, ooh, I was just jokin' (Bitch, I lied to you, alright)
Yeah, got my bands up (Got my bands up)
Broke niggas hatin', when they see me, they on fan stuff (Ain't with no fan stuff)
Lil' bitch kept playin' hard to get, that got her friend fucked (Uh)
This nigga tryna do everything I do (Yeah), that boy my damn son (That boy my damn son)
Pockets full, pants stuffed
Skeet on niggas again, bruh (Skeet)
Kick back, back of the Benz truck (Yeah)
Fuckin' your bitch, and what? (And what?)
This ho do too damn much (Huh?)
Broke bitches always sayin' somethin' (Always sayin' somethin')
Ain't spendin' shit on a damn slut
Pussy free, ain't payin' for it
