Bandit
Got it off the ground
Cause ion play around
I creep don't make a sound
I cheated so she frown, yeah
Ion give a fuck bitch
Run up them bucks quick
Load up and hit licks
I'ma drippy bandit
Got it off the ground
Cause ion play around
I creep don't make a sound
I cheated so she frown yeah
Ion give a fuck bitch
Run up them bucks quick
Boot up bitch we hit licks
I'ma drippy bandit
(Get them funds, load them guns, ima drippy bandit)
I'ma drippy bandit I spend it all on fashion
Stacked it till I got a loaf, I guess that means I'm cashin
Yo niggas never eating man I guess that mean y'all fasting
Yo bitch say she ain't fuck with me that's cause she ain't make the casting
Delete the thread up out her phone I guess it never happened
But please don't come and try yo luck my niggas really blasting
Blizzy ain't with no cappin naw cause blizzy hate dramatics
I be fresh as fuck it's like I came up outta casket
I ain't dying no time soon whole time I'm everlasting
I'm passionate with cash and shit, won't switch up like my last lil bitch, aye
Told my people stay down, check a bag and give em half of it
His hoe jus hit the telly for the telly I'm on some bandit shit
And
Bitches say I changed like I ain't know that
Hoes jus mad that I passed it, I ain't never come back
Don't play a fool, you knew what it was from the snap chat
Let's be honest shorty you done fucked the gang it ain't no take backs
And now this nigga mad must've been his bitch
He threw a fit
I grabbed the blick I'm Mobile this ain't counterfeit
These Yeezy's got me moving jus like Allah did, yeah
I'm skating bitch I'm sky walking like Anakin
I'm high as fuck my bitch over here panicking
Driving real fast I gotta Spanish bitch like furious
I put that shit on get fly like Aladdin did, you curious
All I see is these lil clones, I'm feeling too imperial
Most of these niggas just like that clown they can't get serious
Shopping on rush, my bitch like to hit up Starbucks
Them people be giving us looks, they don't like I'm all in they hood
Stacks on, shades on
Know a nigga fresh off a wood
Issey Miyake cologne
Fear of God overcoat
I'm fearing God not overdose
She jus wanna drive the boat
Fuck them guys, less is more
For us, ima do the most
Cause ion play around
I creep don't make a sound
I cheated so she frown, yeah
Ion give a fuck bitch
Run up them bucks quick
Load up and hit licks
I'ma drippy bandit
Got it off the ground
Cause ion play around
I creep don't make a sound
I cheated so she frown yeah
Ion give a fuck bitch
Run up them bucks quick
Boot up bitch we hit licks
I'ma drippy bandit
(Get them funds, load them guns, ima drippy bandit)
I'ma drippy bandit I spend it all on fashion
Stacked it till I got a loaf, I guess that means I'm cashin
Yo niggas never eating man I guess that mean y'all fasting
Yo bitch say she ain't fuck with me that's cause she ain't make the casting
Delete the thread up out her phone I guess it never happened
But please don't come and try yo luck my niggas really blasting
Blizzy ain't with no cappin naw cause blizzy hate dramatics
I be fresh as fuck it's like I came up outta casket
I ain't dying no time soon whole time I'm everlasting
I'm passionate with cash and shit, won't switch up like my last lil bitch, aye
Told my people stay down, check a bag and give em half of it
His hoe jus hit the telly for the telly I'm on some bandit shit
And
Bitches say I changed like I ain't know that
Hoes jus mad that I passed it, I ain't never come back
Don't play a fool, you knew what it was from the snap chat
Let's be honest shorty you done fucked the gang it ain't no take backs
And now this nigga mad must've been his bitch
He threw a fit
I grabbed the blick I'm Mobile this ain't counterfeit
These Yeezy's got me moving jus like Allah did, yeah
I'm skating bitch I'm sky walking like Anakin
I'm high as fuck my bitch over here panicking
Driving real fast I gotta Spanish bitch like furious
I put that shit on get fly like Aladdin did, you curious
All I see is these lil clones, I'm feeling too imperial
Most of these niggas just like that clown they can't get serious
Shopping on rush, my bitch like to hit up Starbucks
Them people be giving us looks, they don't like I'm all in they hood
Stacks on, shades on
Know a nigga fresh off a wood
Issey Miyake cologne
Fear of God overcoat
I'm fearing God not overdose
She jus wanna drive the boat
Fuck them guys, less is more
For us, ima do the most
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Writer(s): Christian Gaines
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