bandz4dayz

Water!
(Water!)
I got the, I got the, I got the wrist
I got the wrist (I got the wri--huh)
I got the, I got the, I got the wrist (I got drip, HEY!)
(WATER!) (water! water!)
I got the, I got the, I got the wrist (water!)
I got the wrist, (I got drip, HEY!)
I got the wrist, I got the wrist, I got the wrist, I got the--

I got so much to fucking say
Can't say shit inside no damn rhymes
If you think so, you're out your
D-D-Damn mind
I wanna body slam a landmine
Wanna make an announcement, stand by
Can't fucking speak
Might pantomime
My shit leaves a stain, like my pants are white
Better ban guns like I'm a Panther guy
The bands bondage, make a bonfire, right?
Make a bonfire
Make bonfire
Wanna see it from the sky, when I take off for a long time
Stoke the bonfire
Spread the bonfire
Civil war dig at the door
It's been a long time coming
Bumming lifestyle
Okay that's too real, right, uh
On the, mic I
Finna, barf like
I'm a, barfly
Not a, nice guy
Finna, park my
Matte black, i9
In dub-PD, reserved space
AK, talk right
Finna, bark like
It's an, art guy
Killa, part-time
In these dark times
You might start to find
That your heart is defined
By what would startle the kind
'Til a jar full of dimes
Turns to bands for days
And you have nothing left to say
But "I got bands for days"
Bands for days, bands for days
I got bands for days
Bands for days, bands for days
I got bands for days

I got bands, for, days
You drop that ball
I drop this case
I got bands, for, days
You drop that ball
I drop this case
I got bands, for, days
You drop that ball
I drop this case
I got bands, for, days
You drop that ball
I drop this case

I GOT BANDS, FOR, DAYS
YOU DROP THAT BALL
I DROP THIS CASE
I GOT BANDS, FOR, DAYS
YOU DROP THAT BALL
I DROP THIS CASE
I GOT BANDS, FOR, DAYS
YOU DROP THAT BALL
I DROP THIS CASE
I GOT BANDS, FOR, DAYS
YOU DROP THAT BALL
I DROP THIS CASE

Face erased
Shake it like spray tip, give it up for my bad side
Come on bae, why the shade? I ain't a bad guy
Tell her anything, get mean when I'm overdue for cat time
Call me Zaddy
Long Legz, lick your tan line
Lick some prey, panda eye
Fool, that truce
It ain't cooling me
It ain't saving you
From nap time
Save the face, full mask, it's a party
Flask and a stinger, and I feel like King Kong, aye
We are how we're raised, so I ain't
So I ain't motherfucking sorry
Antarctic, my body, it look so hypnotic
You want all the ice, but it burns some deep trauma
I look at my boy, I say "what is you talkin'?"
Out the maw, tendrils, seconds, he's swallowed
Couldn't find trace of body

I feel so fucking fake
And I wanna be real so bad
When your life feels like a mistake
No time for patience
Break it fa-a-a-a-a-ast



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Writer(s): Noah Takoda Suleyman
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