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travis scott - bandz lyrics

[verse 1: travis scott]
man, i’m in these streets, it’s been a long day
’bout to sign this deal and throw it all away
’bout to cop the crib that dame lost today
funny look at them n-ggas that slippin’
you trippin’, no fear, my n-ggas, we get it
i’m looking down at the whole world through these gl-ss ceilings
and when i step outside bad b-tches with me
back in my section twisting that la la, can’t let it stress me
wake up, fall asleep to dizzy gillespie
ba-back it up and break it down
she gon’ bust it on this d-ck you gon’ take her out of town
i put ice in my veneers, i put rubies in my crown
count them stacks and blow them racks, n-ggas know who they around

[chorus: travis scott]
i got bands (oh no, oh no, godd-mn)
don’t need these hoes, hundred racks to blow
n-gga, i got bands (oh no, oh no, godd-mn)
let’s get this dough, run the world for sure
i got bands (oh no, oh no, godd-mn)
don’t need these hoes, hundred racks to blow
n-gga, i got bands (oh no, oh no, godd-mn)
let’s get this dough, run the world for sure
i got bands

[verse 2: meek mill]
okay, i walk in this b-tch i f-ck sh-t up then i leave, ho
pay your car note or get some money for that weed, ho
forty-five hundred, blow it, there go double c’s, ho
might go throw a birkin bag if you tell me please, ho
she gon’ throw that -ss back, drop that on them real n-ggas
i’m gon’ throw that cash back, drop that on the real b-tches
murder on that p-ssy, ho, i k!ll-i-i k!ll b-tches
you gon’ get like every bag and every shoe if i deal with you
young n-gga ballin’ like i f-ckin’ hit the lottery
you just want the money shorty, you ain’t got to lie to me
all these n-ggas hatin’ on me, know they wanna body me
’cause every time you see a n-gga, i look like a robbery

[interlude: travis scott]
(ooooh, i know you b-tch n-ggas hate me now)
i got bands, i got bands, i got bands, i got bands, i got bands
(ooooh, i know you b-tch n-ggas hate me now)
i got bands, i got bands, i got bands, i got bands, i got bands
(ooooh, i know you b-tch n-ggas hate me now)
i got bands, i got bands, i got bands, i got bands, i got bands
(ooooh, i know you b-tch n-ggas hate me now)
i got bands, i got bands, i got bands, i got bands, i got bands

[verse 3: travis scott]
lately, i been goin’ crazy
laughin’, drinkin’, find myself in arms of different women, huh
toast it, i need to use my cerebellum
tried to tell ’em cut that rap sh-t all that wack sh-t is underwhelming
time’s ticking, palms itching
minds tripping, tired of living, mad decisions, i’ll k!ll ’em
(ooooh, i know you b-tch n-ggas hate me now)
i got bands, i got bands, i got bands, i got bands, i got bands

- travis scott lyrics

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