Bandemic

Grah, grah, boom

Get Money

Bizzy, uh, look

Still up on the block (Still up on the what)

Still got thirty shots, still got hella knots

They know how we rock (Grah, grah, grah)

Uh, still up bending blocks, still will make it hot

This sh*t ain't gon' stop (Facts)

Uh, f*ck on any thot

They let my shooter out the box

Yeah, you know Molly on the rock (What Uh)

These niggas know we don't play

This sh*t no rap money

This designer weed and a bunch of SBA

This be that trap money, get you slapped money

Got your b*tch all in my face (Woo)

I'm just stuck up in my ways

Wearing Gucci like it's J's

We ain't get no lemonade

I got shooters with me on court

Shooting like they be up in the A

Niggas with me wanted to be ball players

Now they rapping every day

Started with a blunt of haze (With a blunt of haze)

Now my spliff full of dead niggas

Leeky gon' smoke 'em to the face

Just a wild nigga with some money now

Do a hit up out the Wraith

Uh, sticks we got a bunch of them (Got a bunch of them)

Ah, ah, yeah that's 'cause and them (Ay yo, said that)

Who them niggas We don't f*ck with them

He jacking what He a double ten

We done spinned and did a bunch of shit

I can never say what's up to them

All the opp niggas, suck a d*ck

B*tch, we still getting money

Hella waves in this bandemic

Amiri sagging with some bands in it

Shorty trying to put her hands in it

Glock on me, got a stance with it

Uh, so you know I can't dance

Dior shipment, got it coming from France

She wanna f*ck but she don't got a chance, like

Uh, I see these niggas tryna copy waves

You will get boxed for tryna come and fade

We gonna bite to get you out the way

He might say a joke but he ain't trying to play, like, uh (Grah, grah, boom, grah, grah)

We done spinned and did a bunch of sh*t

I can never say what's up to them

All the opp niggas, suck a d*ck

B*tch, we still getting money

Hella waves in this bandemic

Amiri sagging with some bands in it

Shorty tryna put her hands in it