Bands On Me

{Intro: Qil]
Yuh, yuh, yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh, I got bands boy, look

[Chorus: Qil]
I got bands, I got bands, I got bands on me
I got bands, I got bands, I got bands on me
I got bands, I got bands, I got bands on me
I got bands, I got bands, I got bands on me

[Verse 1: Qil]
I got bands bitch you don't
Rubber bands bitch you broke
Who that is? That's Yung Qil
Bitch I'm coming for your throat
Red dot on his nose, be a clown with no jokes
Head shot, body drop, leave your blood on your clothes
(Ayy)

Y'all boys ain't fucking with me
Until I pulled on in this thing (pull up, pull up)
[?](pull up)
Dasini I'm copping the green (I'm copping it)
I'm speeding to fast to be seen (swish)
[?] (these niggas)
You fronting it don't mean a thing (ain't nothing)
That choppa [?]

I got bands, I got bands, I got bands on me
I got stacks, I got racks, I got cash on me
I got 20's, I got bitchies, so they envying me
I got hoes, I got gold, I got doe on me (Qil)

{Chorus 2: Benefactorz]
I got bands, I got bands, I got bands on me
I got bands, I got bands, I got bands on me
I got bands, I got bands, I got bands on me
I got bands, I got bands, rubber bands on me

[Verse2: Benefactorz]
I got bands bitch you don't
Rubber bands bitch you broke
Who that is? Benefac
I'm a pimp and a mac
Fuck your life, you can die
Get money, flip a pie
Fuck that bitch she can die
Me and my niggas gonna ride

[?] into work I'm making a stack
Got weed in the front, coke in the back
Got trap with max I hang with players
Carry the strap, I don't fuck with haters
Players smoking a pre-roll
All the weed we roll
Two girl Tuesday on the poll
What's better? Weed or hoes?
A Portland nigga, I got a pound
Weed or crack yeah get downtown
Hold me down or don't come around
Might end up in lost or found
Paradise found we in the house
What's your address? [?]
Flip the ounce I got bands on me
Bitch you don't, rubber bands on me

Chorus 3: Qil]
I got bands, I got bands, I got bands on me
I got bands, I got bands, I got bands on me
I got bands, I got bands, I got bands on me
I got bands, I got bands, I got bands on me

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 3: Benefactorz]
Soldier game, we dealing
Pull your hair, weave killing
Seeing your hoes like Bryson Tiller
She know me, might have to kill her
Play your hoe, Mac Miller
Mac Dre Ball, like Ausin Rivers
Hoes sale well, like crossing rivers
Eating each other, Gucci dinner
Playing with her, like fidget spinner
Then back to the block, I'm getting dinner
Block stay hot like a fucking heater
Bitch don't listen, don't fucking feed her
Fuck that bitch, I'll fucking leave her
What ever you say, better pray to Peter
[?] my chain like a parking meter
I'll fire hoes, I ain't got [?]

[Chorus 4: Qil]
I got bands, I got bands, I got bands on me
I got bands, I got bands, I got bands on me
I got bands, I got bands, I got bands on me
I got bands, I got bands, I got bands on me