Lyrics Bandz - Tay Bandz

I want them bandz
Ain't asking for nothing won't hold out my hand
These niggas be hatin' on me and I don't understand
Now I'm up I'm flyest nigga I don't think Imma land
No that ain't the plan
I just want them bandz

The money them bandz a check
I run it all up then I holla what's next
All of this money they hate when I flex
So I just went and bought ice for my neck
Ice on my wrist too how can I forget
Feel like I been swimming my diamonds so wet
Yo bitch get wet too so I just give her sex
Kick her out then I'm ignoring her text
She on go, she thought I was gone wife ha
Baby Girl Imma pull out
I want them bandz not the clout
This nigga keep running his mouth
Boy stop all that cappin' we know what you bout
Break you off like Odell when he running a route
These niggas they fishy but we can go fishin'
My niggas got poles for all of you trouts
The money keep fallin yo bitch she keep callin
And that's word to K Dub
You worried bout me but yo bitch on ha knees
This shit I can't make up
I'm Bussin her wide open like a 3 pointer
Thought I played for the lakers
Feel like rondo when I pass to my nigga he dunking yo bitch while you layup
Whole Lotta Bandz
Can't fit in my Pants
Count it up till them hunnids start cramping my hands
This nigga be hating for nothing he know he a fan
When his hoe hear my song in her speakers I know she gone dance

These niggas be hatin' I'm already knowin
This gas got me gone they like whatchu smokin'
She choosing she want me to dive in her ocean
But I just want the head so now that bitch chokin
I'm living the fast life
She see that I'm up now she wanna act right
Yeah she want me she know that my cash nice
That bitch crazy I cut her off last night
Gimme a band and watch I flip it
I'm really not tryna kick it
I'm shooting my shot on ya bitch I won't miss it
She doing the dash to my crib fuck a ticket
My brother locked up It ain't too much long til he home
He be screamin' fuck 12 every time we talk on the phone
Watch these niggas they play cool but you the one they plot on
They get you killed and be the first one making post when you gone
I just po'd a four up in my soda now I'm lit
I'm feeling like Quez got a young nigga trippin
Them bandz in all blue they thought I was crippin
My wrist hella wet them diamonds they drippin
Come clean up this drip Cuz I will catch you slippin
Yo bitch she a rebound I grabbed her like pippin
Then I send that bitch off to my nigga like shippin