These Bandz

Band, who am I
Band my, oh yea
Band my, band my, band my, band
Band my,
Band my band
Band my band my band my band
Band my band, band my band,
Band my band my band my band
Stack my band and wave these fans

These stacks comin back go cray
Gotta girl standin' back go cray
These bandz on my hand like a fan
Getcha bandz up man rubber band rubber band
Make a sling shot launch these bands
Shots all around to bandz
Like a free throw Jordan stance
Stack hundreds in a tower stand
Money angel in them bandz
You know I'm tryna touch these bandz
Stacked tall like a lady with a torch these bandz these bandz
I step shining from da porch these bandz these bandz
I got reflection off the moon
Bring tha shine on to you
Sweep clean like custodian with a broom
And you know I fill a room
These bandz these bandz

It's boiled but keep boilin'
I'm tryna make one great got me foolin'
She's cookin' I's lookin'
G'd from the knees with tha cheeks for weeks
Technique on fleek by the streak critique
You can categorize me with those antiques
My LCD gonna dance with me
I need all the tech tyrnna upgrade me
Big bills adding up like I better sale me
We met in a bed and I had to beat it red
I think it's gotta knot like it bumped it's head
In a couple more hours she's gone and fed
Eye rollin' what I said till I look to my left
Tha camera,
Was still rollin'
I's hopin' to get a last look
Before she slammed the door on me
I guess it's one of those nights now homie

Who am I
Band my, oh yea
Band my, band my, band my, band
Band my,
Band my band
Band my band my band my band
Band my band, band my band,
Band my band my band my band
Stack my band and wave these fans

Band my, band my, band my, band
Band my,
Band my band
Band my band my band my band
Band my band, Band my band,
Band my band my band my band
Stack my band and wave these hands

Hustle up flows, hustle up flows
Easy goes tha money I done broke a bank roll
Easy as my time it done took to make those
Bristles brushin' up cuz I swept em' like floors
Hundreds on tha dash cuz I'm blowin' off ya doors
I just write em' up like I'm takin' care of chores
And oh yes of course I'm gonna have more
If I'm the last one out
Hold tha stage, hold tha stage
No need to change I've got range
These bandz these bandz

These stacks comin back go cray
Gotta girl standin' back go cray
These bandz on my hand like a fan
Getcha bandz up man rubber band rubber band
Make a sling shot launch these bands
Shots all around to bandz
Like a free throw Jordan stance
Stack hundreds in a tower stand
Money angel in them bandz
You know I'm tryna touch these bandz
Stacked tall like a lady with a torch these bandz these bandz
I step shining from da porch these bandz these bandz
I got reflection off the moon
Bring tha shine on to you
Sweep clean like custodian with a broom
And you know I fill a room
These bandz these ban



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Writer(s): Joshua Rios
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