bands up

[Chorus]
Huh, yuh
I just dropped a couple racks on shit I don’t need (Bee)
And I got a couple hoes comin’ I don’t see (Comin’)
This hoe off this ecstasy (Yeah, yeah)
It’s just me and twin, we geeked
I fucked a couple bands up straight on clothes I don’t wear (Bee, bee, bee)
I come fuck your mans up (Yup)
Bitch, I’m boolin’ in Bel-Air (Bel-Air)
I got a bad freaky hoe, she just told me pull her hair (Yeah, yeah, yeahhh)
I got hella fuckin’ O’s in my bank account, don’t care (What, bee, bee)
Yeah, brand new Balenciaga (Yeah, yeah)
Told that hoe I don’t got no problem (Problem)
All I got is money problems (Bee)
Can’t fit shit up in my wallet (Ha)

[Verse]
Hoe don’t need no condom (Condom)
I jumped in straight water (Water)
Want a problem? Think you found one (Found one)
Walked in the club with my choppa (Choppa)
Walked in, stick, it’s gon’ knock ya (Knock ya)
So you better go call your patna (Brr)
New chain, not from Ben Baller (Baller)
But they know I been ballin’ (Ballin’)
Who’s these hoes steady callin’? (Yeah, yeah)
I’m in the backroom, keep the coffin (Coffin)
Slime gon’ put him in the coffin (Yuhh)
We gon’ knock everything that’s walkin’ (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Huh, yuh
I just dropped a couple racks on shit I don’t need (Bee)
And I got a couple hoes comin’ I don’t see (Comin’)
This hoe off this ecstasy (Yeah, yeah)
It’s just me and twin, we geeked
I fucked a couple bands up straight on clothes I don’t wear (Bee, bee, bee)
I come fuck your mans up (Yup)
Bitch, I’m boolin’ in Bel-Air (Bel-Air)
I got a bad freaky hoe, she just told me pull her hair (Yeah, yeah, yeahhh)
I got hella fuckin’ O’s in my bank account, don’t care (What, bee, bee)
Yeah, brand new Balenciaga (Yeah, yeah)
Told that hoe I don’t got no problem (Problem)
All I got is money problems (Bee)
Can’t fit shit up in my wallet (Ha)