Bands* lyrics

Lyrics from Snippets and Live Performance

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah
Just tryna f*ck your friend

[Pre-Chorus]
This ho a dancer, tell her show me her dance
I just want bands, yuh, I just want some bands
We'll fire your mans up, I put fire on your mans
b*tch, give your bands up, make that boy up his hands

[Chorus]
I popped a G6, I'm bout to land
I can't just f*ck you, so I f*cked your friend
[?] give up his bands
[?]
'Bout to fly private, I'm 'bout to land
She reached for them bands, I popped her hand
f*ck that b*tch, no, I can't be her man
Do what I want, these n*ggas do what they can

[Verse]
I'm in the A, 'bout to pull up on Gunner
Gucci shades on me, look like a stunna
I f*ck you good, I keep you c*mmin'
I f*ck you good, I make you c*m
[?]
[?] do what I want
[?] a model
I'm tryna get drunk [?]
[Chorus]
I popped a G6, I'm bout to land
I can't just f*ck you, so I f*cked your friend
[?] give up his bands
[?]
'Bout to fly private, I'm 'bout to land
She reached for them bands, I popped her hand
f*ck that b*tch, no, I can't be her man
Do what I want, these n*ggas do what they can...