The Bandman

All my ex’s still in love
They know they in love wit me
Bad bitch named Chanel
So I bought her double C’s
I got prada on my fit
Now everybody proud of me
They said what happened to your car
That’s just one I got three
Half a million on a ticket
Look like millions when I’m in it
Two basket balls in her ass it be bouncing when I’m in it
Grim reaper I’m the type of nigga
You don’t want to visit
One man army like Druski
I’m standin on business
I ain’t worried bout no beef
Push the button R.I.P
I ain’t tryna go on dates
Bitch I’m only tryna link
Bought my bitch a new Benz
Keep that pussy on sink
She be goin crazy on the D
I think she need a shrink
All this money in my pocket nigga
I’m like fuck a wallet
I rock lavish when I’m being modest
I don’t need no stylist
If I wife a R&B bitch gotta be a Tyla
Already made her sweat
Already made her water

I’m The Bandman
I’m The Bandman
I been throwin out them bands
I’m The Bandman
I keep a drum and a stick
Cause I’m The Bandman
Yea I’m handing out bands
I’m The Bandman

Niggas cold but im colder
Ice flakes cold shoulder
Rollin up like a boulder
Stay down what I told her
Goin up rollercoaster
Burning bread keep a toaster
If she rude I don’t want her
Hella wise as I get older Aye
I ain’t worried about a bitch
I been getting to that bag
I’m on the phone wit Lil B
He invited swag (Swag)
I don’t need new friendships
They get sinking
I be in my bitch head
I know what she be thinking
Now the west back
Who the fuck is that
I put LA on the map like Geographic Stats
I put baddies on they back
Like we wrestling on the mat
They said leaf you can’t have
All the bitches what’s up with that

I’m The Bandman
I’m The Bandman
I been throwin out them bands
I’m The Bandman
I keep a drum and a stick
Cause I’m The Bandman
Yea I’m handing out bands
I’m The Bandman

Reporting live here from
South Central Los Angeles
We see The Bandman here
He seems to be
Handing out bands of money to the children
And the families in the black communities