chief keef – banded up lyrics
[intro: chief keef]
what you want?
i want eight grand
bang, bang (foenem radio, b+tch)
bang, bang
bang, bang
bang, bang
bang, bang
bang (ayy), bang
bang, bang
bang, bang
bang
n+gga, you a nicki mixtape cover, you a sucker
you can’t even read, you’re a stupid motherf+cker
(you’re a stupid motherf+cker)
you can’t even read
[chorus: chief keef]
out here banded up (ayy), out here banded up (ayy)
out here banded up (ayy), out here banded up (ayy)
out here banded up (ayy), out here banded up (ha)
out here banded up, out here banded up (ayy)
out here banded up, out here banded up
out here banded up (ha), out here banded up
out here banded up, out her, banded up
sos’ baby, ayy
sit gang
let’s get it
see chief keef live
get tickets as low as $80
[verse 1: chief keef]
if it’s up, it’s up
if it’s up, it’s stuck (bang)
n+gga owe me bucks, make him cough it up (bang)
paying with that pape’, we gon’ ball ’em up (beep)
n+gga, f+ck your mans, go ‘head, call ’em up (n+gga)
got the 40 tucked, it shoot all ’em up (bang)
i leave out the bank, stack that’s tall as f+ck (beep)
nah, this sh+t ain’t small, i can’t fold it up (no)
got a money plate, on the line, hulk it up (b+tch)
told that ho get up, flexin’, doing sit+ups (n+gga)
uber, come get her (sh+t), b+tch, i can’t get up (ha)
you still hangin’ out? n+gga, hang it up (ayy)
safe in the wall, i’m finna put a paintin’ up
[chorus: chief keef]
out here banded up (ayy), out here banded up (ayy)
out here banded up (ayy), out here banded up (ayy)
out here banded up (ayy), out here banded up (ha)
out here banded up, out here banded up (ayy)
out here banded up, out here banded up
out here banded up (ha), out here banded up
out here banded up, out here banded up
ayy
[verse 2: tierra whack]
yeah, yeah
did everything that they said that i couldn’t
did everything that they said that i wouldn’t
i go bananas like cookies and pudding
i’m ’bout to bubble like soda when shooken
i’m dressed in the best ’cause i know that they lookin’
these rappers are food and that’s why i be cookin’
you can’t pull no strings and i just keep it pushin’
b+i+g, but i was not born in brooklyn
i treat ’em like cushion, i denied instruction
i beat the beat up like it deserve a whoopin’
i cut that boy off if he walk around woofin’
i’m straight as a arrow, my gucci hair crooked
i been gettin’ money, i feel just like oprah hand
i’m ’bout to drop like the crotch on rick owen pants
gassin’ me up, yeah, they call me a motor van
heard y’all fall off like the hair on an older man
‘member when mama was just like my only fan
touchin’ a million, i’m not a chameleon
had to buy a new house ’cause my head hit the ceilin’
i’m somethin’ like lauryn the way i be healin’
i’m makin’ the bread, it used to be crumbs
i don’t feel these n+ggas, the doc’ said i’m numb
the secret told me that i stand out like thumbs
i’m countin’ this chicken, it’s faster with drums, i’m whack
[chorus: chief keef]
(b+tch, i’m—) out here banded up (ayy), out here banded up (ayy)
out here banded up (get it), out here banded up (ayy)
out here banded up (ayy), out here banded up (ayy)
out here banded up (bang), out here banded up (ayy)
out here banded up, out here banded up
out here banded up, out here banded up
out here banded up, out here banded up
ayy
[verse 3: chief keef]
don’t care where i live, got my fye in here
got them racks in here
come in here, you dyin’ in here
n+ggas been hangin’ with opps, we don’t drop the wire in here
‘long as they bring me bands, i can’t lose my mind in here
you drivin’ to that b+tch, i got her flyin’ here
house so big, i told her, “hit the front door,” she said, “where?”
b+tch can drop my lo’ right now and i won’t even care
anybody she bring in this b+tch, we gon’ leave him there
let’s bet a hunnid, n+gga, let’s bet two hunnid, n+gga
let’s hope it’s not yo’ ass, you won’t be allowed to get no money, n+gga
they hope i get my legs cut off so i stop stuntin’, n+gga
six hundred for the shoes that’s on top of my bunions, n+gga
yellow truck, it’s funyuns, n+gga
it just smell like onions, n+gga
give chief so’ five hunnid thousand, he’ll pull up on ya, n+gga
i’m smokin’ on palm trees, we be in california, n+gga
i got two thousand for ya, come and wash my cars, lil’ n+gga
[chorus: chief keef]
out here banded up, out here banded up (ayy)
out here banded up (ayy), out here banded up (ayy)
out here banded up (ayy), out here banded up (ha)
out here banded up, out here banded up (ayy)
out here banded up, out here banded up
out here banded up (ha), out here banded up
out here banded up, out here banded up
sos’ baby, ayy
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