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[chorus: bando]
issa bad b-tch party, you cannot get in
i can take ya man, p-ss ’em to my friends
i can’t shake ya hand, no i’m not your friend
i don’t f-ck with b-tches, i just want some bandz b-tch!

b-tches only turn up with they friends, i can’t make this sh-t up, i cannot pretend, b-tch!
and i heard you flexing with his bandz, i know they not yours so don’t be acting like they is
so if you got them racks, p-ssy n-gga give me half then
lemme see them f-cking pounds you bringing in
every time you come around you yelling “gas in”
but you ain’t really getting money your grams go for ten, b-tch

[goldie]

you don’t want to hear that bang bang bang b-tch!
for i sneak up on you with that (bladadadada boooow!)

riding with two b-tches smoking dodie
if a p-ssy b-tch want to beef talk to goldie, b-tch!

[jae jae]

bumping into a n-gga i met before the glo’
always flexing with some bands but he ain’t got no dough
n-ggas really broke, all that lil sh-t for show
told that n-gga i don’t want his -ss, b-tches slow

[bando]

you said you plugged in with them pounds i know you lying
ain’t putting no money in my hands, don’t waste my time
you can’t distract me lil b-tch i’m on my grind
we don’t need no broke n-ggas yeah b-tch we fine, b-tch!

[chorus]
issa bad b-tch party, you cannot get in
i can take ya man, p-ss ’em to my friends
i can’t shake ya hand, no i’m not your friend
i don’t f-ck with b-tches, i just want some bandz b-tch!

b-tches only turn up with they friends, i can’t make this sh-t up, i cannot pretend, b-tch!
and i heard you flexing with his bandz, i know they not yours so don’t be acting like they is
so if you got them racks, p-ssy n-gga give me half then
lemme see them f-cking pounds you bringing in
every time you come around you yelling “gas in”
but you ain’t really getting money your grams go for ten, b-tch

[bando]

they be like why (??) your only feature
cause we don’t like b-tches, they all some cl-t eaters
dissing us for clout, call that b-tch feeder
all you had to do was ask for a f-cking feature, b-tch!

[goldie]

broke -ss b-tches not allowed in the coop, f-ck wrong with you? get that cash or get the boot
finessing all these n-ggas, they be handing me them blues
run them bands up that’s a boss b-tch do, b-tch!

[jae jae]

b-tch i’m finna bang!
b-tches really lame
next time you diss b-tch you better say our name
sending everything, b-tch ain’ got no lane
b-tches copy everything i got to my name, b-tch!

[chorus]
issa bad b-tch party, you cannot get in
i can take ya man, p-ss ’em to my friends
i can’t shake ya hand, no i’m not your friend
i don’t f-ck with b-tches, i just want some bandz b-tch!

b-tches only turn up with they friends, i can’t make this sh-t up, i cannot pretend, b-tch!
and i heard you flexing with his bandz, i know they not yours so don’t be acting like they is
so if you got them racks, p-ssy n-gga give me half then
lemme see them f-cking pounds you bringing in
every time you come around you yelling “gas in”
but you ain’t really getting money your grams go for ten, b-tch



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