​bandz lyrics

[Intro: yuke]
What the f*ck, ho? I don't want yo' love, ho
I need drugs, I love drugs, give me more, ho
Really boof and jugg, y'all n*ggas don't really smoke
Whole gang gettin' paid, I might hold on, have a t—

[Chorus: yuke]
Lil' yuke goin' up so you know I boast, huh
Walk up in this trap, you ain't doin' sh*t at home, uh
Yeah, yeah, you ain't doin' sh*t at home
n*ggas really pus*y, n*ggas gotta close that back door

[Post-Chorus]
(All my nightmares have you)
(This is real trap sh*t)

[Verse 1: croft]
b*tch, I'm with yuke and we countin' up some bands
I might get a jetlag, I'm too high when I land
I'ma f*ck yo' b*tch 'cause she think that I'm the, 'kay
b*tch, I am too rich, give a f*ck 'bout what you sayin'
I'ma run up quick, pockets heavy so stop playin'
Say I smoke too much, give a f*ck 'bout what you sayin'
I'ma blow up quick and get rich, there ain't no way

[Verse 2: yuke]
Blow up and get rich, now this b*tch wan' blow a kiss
I'm like, "Hell no, b*tch, you was suckin' di*k"
I could get some head then you get up out the crib
I don't really give a f*ck, I just really need yo' lips, like
What the f*ck, ho? I don't want yo' love, ho
I need drugs, I love drugs, give me more, ho
Really boof and jugg, y'all n*ggas don't really smoke
Whole gang gettin' paid, I might hold on, have a toast
[Chorus: yuke]
Lil' yuke goin' up so you know I boast, huh
Walk up in this trap, you ain't doin' sh*t at home, uh
Yeah, yeah, you ain't doin' sh*t at home
n*ggas really pus*y, n*ggas gotta close that back door

[Instrumental Outro]