Bandana

[Intro]
You ready?

[Verse 1}
They used to call me dumb wow
But I only go dumb with the drums now
I night shift til the sun out
Might light spliff in my Mum’s house, whoa
If I said it then I meant it
Y'all so lazy you pathetic
Everybody so complacent
I don't get it I don't get it
When I'm rich want the fanciest shit
Huracan Performante and shit
Sweet tooth
Cotton candy the whip
Pull up like skrt nice Camry ya bitch
Tan seats, Grammys
Hundred grand each for my family and shit
Cooking in the dark so you can't see the wrist
If you wanna be the man then you can't be a bitch

[Verse 2]
(woo! woo! aye. woo! damn.)
How the fuck do you call yourself a rapper?
You wacker than ever
You probably struggling everyday; Wayno, Ak, and Nadeska
I might get so drunk I pull up to Shell and put gas in a Tesla
Can’t imagine the pressure
Of making a song with some actual effort
They actin so extra
They couldn't be hot if I hand em a sweater
Tint on the windshield and tan on the leather
You panic attack when my hand on the lever
Got with some real ones and banded together
40 below can you handle the weather?
This is some shit you should wrap round your head
Bandana bandana bandana forever