bandits

Aye, huh, yuh, yuh
Yeah, uh, uh, uh

They think I'm crazy or something
Hop into the bitch like DaBaby or something, huh
I put that cake in the oven
Your bitch, she be flexing like Kratos or something, huh
When did you make all that money?
They basically saying they paying for nothing
I'm basically saying they basic and bluffin'
Yo bitch is gon' act like they faithful or something, huh
I got bands, I got fuckin' bandits
Keep that stick up on my bitch, semi automatic
Forgiatos on the whip, in and outta traffic
Make 'em sit down like a bitch, I be workin' magic

(Huh?) Uh, uh, look
Imma need forty up in the mag please, fancy
Bitches be talkin' out of they asscheeks, that's weak
I was fuckin' up on all you bad B's last week
Pussy talkin' like he gonna blast me, gladly
If they got some shits, I let 'em know who they talkin' to
Got wings all on the back and I think I'm fly like a cockatoo
Give money to the people, I buy my baby some Prada boots
He think he got the sauce, well I'm sayin' I got a lotta juice
Well, margaritas, I think I need one
I been head honcho; I'm a leader, I give him free bucks
I might just go and get my cheese up, be battering up
That lil' bitch up like she a skeezer, that bitch a eater, uh, uh
On my mama baby, whatchu know?
Got all these bitches talkin' proper baby, drop it low
I put the barrel of the choppa up that pussy nose
I make 'em fall 'cause I'm a top, they fall like dominos
(Yuh, yuh), yuh, yuh

They think I'm crazy or something
Hop into the bitch like DaBaby or something, huh
I put that cake in the oven
Your bitches be flexing like Kratos or something, huh
When did you make all that money?
They basically saying they paying for nothing
I'm basically saying they basic and bluffin'
Yo bitch is gon' act like they faithful or something, huh
I got bands, I got fuckin' bandits
Keep that stick up on my bitch, semi automatic
Forgiatos in the whip, in and outta traffic
Make 'em sit down like a bitch, I be workin' magic, yeah, yeah

I got, so much fucking money
Just, fl- like falling out of my pockets
I-I don't even
It's like, I-I
Basically I'm sayin' I dunno where the fuck Imma put all this money at

Uh, I got bands, you can't fuck with my shit
Money fillin' up my pants, I can't count all my chips
I got bitches shakin' ass, baby work it like this
Keep that guala in the back of the black and white whip, uh

Burberry my coat, whatchu know about it?
I got water, I got hoes and I feel like a fountain
And I won't stop 'til I got shows that always fuckin' crowded
And I got money comin' at me, Imma stop the countin'
Pussy talkin' out his neck, I be makin' him backflip
Then these bitches make me laugh, they be thinking they know shit
I just serenade the cash and I'm makin' it stack quick
And I always make it back, Imma buy my mama a crib, yeah, yeah
I go ghost on my bitch and she hittin' my phone
And I go ghost in the whip, I ain't makin' it home
Pop, pop, big ol' choppa when it's blastin' your dome
*Buzz* *buzz*, please stop callin' baby leave me alone
I need Gucci on me, Fendi, Louis, name it: it is there
She just booty call me, baby let me know when you get here
Different movies on my screen and different blue hunnids to spare
I got red and pink and blue and different colours in my hair
He keep barkin' like a bitch, I be tuggin' up on his necklace
He keep talkin' all this shit and I think he wanna get reckless
Now he wanna act scary, been sendin' a different message
And I never back down, I eat pussy bitches for breakfast

Yeah, yeah they think I'm crazy or something
Hop into the bitch like DaBaby or something, huh
I put that cake in the oven
Your bitches be flexing like Kratos or something, huh
When did you make all that money?
They basically saying they paying for nothing
I'm basically saying they basic and bluffin'
Yo bitch is gon' act like they faithful or something, huh
I got bands, I got fuckin' bandits
Keep that stick up on my bitch, semi automatic
Forgiatos in the whip, in and outta traffic
Make 'em sit down like a bitch, I be workin' magic, yeah, yeah