Bandz Up lyrics

[Intro]
Skii

[Chorus]
Yeah, got my bands up (Yeah)
Broke n*ggas hatin', when they see me, they on fan stuff (They on fan stuff)
Lil’ b*tch kept playin' hard to get, that got her friend f*cked (Ugh)
This n*gga tryna do everything I do, that boy my damn son (That boy my damn son)
Pockets full, pants stuffed (Yeah)
Skii done did it again, bruh (Did it again, bruh)
Kick back, back of the Benz truck
f*ckin' your b*tch, and what? (Ugh)
This ho doin’ too damn much (What?)
Broke b*tches always sayin' somethin' (Huh?)
Ain't spendin' sh*t on a damn sl*t (On what?)
pus*y free, I ain't payin' for it (Nah)

[Verse]
Your n*gga went broke on b*tches (What?)
He a 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 a n*gga (Ugh)
All the bad hoes just want a picture (Damn)
My bankroll lookin' like Biggiе (What?)
I’m standin' on all the business (I'm 'bout it)
I'm f*ckin' on all y'all b*tches (Damn), unlеss your b*tch ain't a ten (No cap)
You a no-money-gettin'-ass n*ggas (Yeah), somebody need to help they mans (Yeah)
All the hoes gettin' geeked off liquor, freak b*tch finna come out her pants (Ugh)
Ma dukes them couldn't believe it (What?), when the label had sent the advance (Sent that money)
I f*ck, after that, I'ma leave her, all my hoes get one-night stands (One-night stands)
I'm puttin' on for all my people, doin' sh*t that these n*ggas can't, yeah (That these n*ggas can't)
f*ck a b*tch, then f*ck her friend, yeah (I f*cked her friend)
I'm a star, my diamonds dance, slimy, grimy, yeah, that's twin, uh (Yeah, that's twin)
I can't switch, stick to the code, yeah (Stick to the code)
b*tch, my neck and wrist froze (Ice), T me up, I'm in that mode, yeah (I'm in that mode)
Keep chasin' money, boy, you slow, yeah (Boy, you slow)
b*tch, my pockets Rubi Rose (Yeah), thick as hell, yeah, they pokin' (On God)
Boy, your b*tch get bust open (Ugh), think I breathe too much dope in
Tell that b*tch that I love her, ooh, I was just jokin' (b*tch, I lied to you, alright)
[Chorus]
Yeah, got my bands up (Got my bands up)
Broke n*ggas hatin', when they see me, they on fan stuff (They always on fan stuff)
Lil' b*tch kept playin' hard to get, that got her friend f*cked (Ugh)
This n*gga tryna do everything I do, that boy my damn son (That boy my damn son)
Pockets full, pants stuffed
Skii done did it again, bruh (Skii)
Kick back, back of the Benz truck (Skrrt)
f*ckin' your b*tch, and what? (And what?)
This ho doin' too damn much (Huh?)
Broke b*tches always sayin' somethin' (They always sayin' somethin')
Ain't spendin' sh*t on a damn sl*t
pus*y free, I ain't payin' for it