Band$z! (feat. Majiii1k) Video (MV)

Aye, yuh, aye
Aye I just poured a
(Yea who the f*ck calling me?)
(Brr)
(Hahaha f*ck off my phone)
Aye
Yea
Bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands
Nigga get your mans (Get yo homie bro)
Bands, bands, bands, bands, aye
He don't want no smoke, he don't want no cancer
Bands, bands, bands, bands (Hello) bands, bands
Nigga get your mans
Bands, bands, bands, bands, aye
He don't want no smoke, he don't want no cancer
Hey there
I'm in this bitch with my kinfolk
Bad little bitch she a nympho
Ima' hit the pussy on my tip toes
Then Ima' switch up the tempo
Roll up dump guts out the window
Pull up pump hanging out the window
(Fye fye) Pussy nigga better get low
B-bitches seem to love me, I be going brazy
She like when I f*ck her, cause' this dick amazing (God damn)
I got on my shades, while her booty shaking
Smiling in my face but niggas really hating
Bands, bands they know I'm hot like a sauna
Bands, bands she looked at my fit
See I'm dripped in designer
If I do a hit, you know me better to know I ain't snitching tomorrow
Ain't leaving no witness your honor
You know its death for dishonor
Yea, got it out the mud, nigga that's do or die
In the 815 you would get crucified aye
Ain't worried bout no guns, I got two inside aye
Nigga reach for my pocket, yea that's suicide aye
Bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands
Nigga get your mans
Bands, bands, bands, bands, aye
He don't want no smoke, he don't want no cancer
Bands, bands, bands, bands (Hello), bands, bands
Nigga get your mans
Bands, bands, bands, bands, aye
He don't want no smoke, he don't want no cancer
Im smoking with yo boo cause' I don't like to face (Ya bitch)
I get the cash, I run them digits like a license plate (Skrrt)
I check a bag, that nigga different they don't like to say (At All)
But lil daddy from the N, but he keep a K
Squad, and I can't hate on you
I just get this bag cause' I hate to lose
1K be the clan like I'm booling with the clue
You a pussy ass boy, better pick up what I lose (Bitch)
Bands, bands, cash, racks, saran wrap
The dope wrapped in saran, merched it on my mans
We was still throwing up b's back then, we ain't have a plan
Now a nigga counting bands, take a trip just to piss in the sand
One of those, a lot of these niggas ain't coming close
Been killing these niggas since runny nose
Me and d on the beat let em' know
Guaranteed if I got the dogs and that nigga bark Ima' let them go
Guaranteed if a nigga want it, g-guaranteed he can get the smoke, it's free (Bands)
Bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands
Nigga get your mans
Bands, bands, bands, bands, aye
He don't want no smoke, he don't want no cancer
Bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands
Nigga get your mans
Bands, bands, bands, bands, aye
He don't want no smoke, he don't want no cancer