CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : bandits
Aye, huh, yuh, yuh
Yeah, uh, uh, uh
They think I’m crazy or something
Hop into the b*t*h like DaBaby or something, huh
I put that cake in the oven
Your b*t*h, she be flexing like Kratos or something, huh
When did you make all that money?
They basically saying they paying for nothing
I’m basically saying they basic, I’m bluffin’
Yo b*t*h is gon’ act like they faithful or something, huh
I got bands, I got f**kin’ bandits
Keep that stick up on my b*t*h, semi automatic
Forgiatos on the whip, in and outta traffic
Make ‘em sit down like a b*t*h, I be workin’ magic
(Huh?) Uh, uh, look
Imma need forty up in the mag please, fancy
b*t*hes be talkin’ out of they asscheeks, that’s weak
I was f**kin’ up on all you bad B’s last week
pu**y talkin’ like he gonna blast me, gladly
If they got some sh*ts, I lеt ‘em know who they talkin’ to
Got wings all on the back and I think I’m fly likе a c*ckatoo
Give money to the people, I buy my baby some Prada boots
He think he got the sauce, well I’m sayin’ I got a lotta juice
Well, margaritas, I think I need one
I been head honcho; I’m a leader, I give him free bucks
I might just go and get my cheese up, be battering up
That lil’ b*t*h up like she a skeezer, that b*t*h a eater, uh, uh
On my mama baby, whatchu know?
Got all these b*t*hes talkin’ proper baby, drop it low
I put the barrel of the choppa up that pu**y nose
I make ‘em fall ‘cause I’m a top, they fall like dominos (Yuh, yuh), yuh, yuh
They think I’m crazy or something
Hop into the b*t*h like DaBaby or something, huh
I put that cake in the oven
Your b*t*h, she be flexing like Kratos or something, huh
When did you make all that money?
They basically saying they paying for nothing
I’m basically saying they basic, I’m bluffin’
Yo b*t*h is gon’ act like they faithful or something, huh
I got bands, I got f**kin’ bandits
Keep that stick up on my b*t*h, semi automatic
Forgiatos in the whip, in and outta traffic
Make ‘em sit down like a b*t*h, I be workin’ magic, yeah, yeah
I got, so much f**king money
Just, fl- like falling out of my pockets
I-I don’t even
It’s like, I-I
Basically I’m sayin’ I dunno where the f**k Imma put all this money at
Uh, I got bands, you can’t f**k with my sh*t
Money fillin’ up my pants, I can’t count all my chips
I got b*t*hes shakin’ ass, baby work it like this
Keep that guala in the back of the black and white whip, uh
Burberry my coat, whatchu know about it?
I got water, I got hoes and I feel like a fountain
And I won’t stop ‘til I got shows that always f**kin’ crowded
And I got money comin’ at me, Imma stop the countin'
pu**y talkin’ out his neck, I be makin’ him backflip
Then these b*t*hes make me laugh, they be thinking they know sh*t
I just serenade the cash and I’m makin’ it stack quick
And I always make it back, Imma buy my mama a crib, yeah, yeah
I go ghost on my b*t*h and she hittin’ my phone
And I go ghost in the whip, I ain’t makin’ it home
Pop, pop, big ol’ choppa when it's blastin' your dome
*buzz* *buzz*, please stop callin’ baby leave me alone
I need Gucci on me, Fendi, Louis, name it: it is there
She just booty call me, baby let me know when you get here
Different movies on my screen and different blue hunnids to spare
I got red and pink and blue and different colours in my hair
He keep barkin’ like a b*t*h, I be tuggin’ up on his necklace
He keep talkin’ all this sh*t and I think he wanna get reckless
Now he wanna act scary, been sendin’ a different message
And I never back down, I eat pu**y b*t*hes for breakfast
Yeah, yeah they think I’m crazy or something
Hop into the b*t*h like DaBaby or something, huh
I put that cake in the oven
Your b*t*h, she be flexing like Kratos or something, huh
When did you make all that money?
They basically saying they paying for nothing
I’m basically saying they basic, I’m bluffin’
Yo b*t*h is gon’ act like they faithful or something, huh
I got bands, I got f**kin’ bandits
Keep that stick up on my b*t*h, semi automatic
Forgiatos in the whip, in and outta traffic
Make ‘em sit down like a b*t*h, I be workin’ magic, yeah, yeah
Yeah, uh, uh, uh
They think I’m crazy or something
Hop into the b*t*h like DaBaby or something, huh
I put that cake in the oven
Your b*t*h, she be flexing like Kratos or something, huh
When did you make all that money?
They basically saying they paying for nothing
I’m basically saying they basic, I’m bluffin’
Yo b*t*h is gon’ act like they faithful or something, huh
I got bands, I got f**kin’ bandits
Keep that stick up on my b*t*h, semi automatic
Forgiatos on the whip, in and outta traffic
Make ‘em sit down like a b*t*h, I be workin’ magic
(Huh?) Uh, uh, look
Imma need forty up in the mag please, fancy
b*t*hes be talkin’ out of they asscheeks, that’s weak
I was f**kin’ up on all you bad B’s last week
pu**y talkin’ like he gonna blast me, gladly
If they got some sh*ts, I lеt ‘em know who they talkin’ to
Got wings all on the back and I think I’m fly likе a c*ckatoo
Give money to the people, I buy my baby some Prada boots
He think he got the sauce, well I’m sayin’ I got a lotta juice
Well, margaritas, I think I need one
I been head honcho; I’m a leader, I give him free bucks
I might just go and get my cheese up, be battering up
That lil’ b*t*h up like she a skeezer, that b*t*h a eater, uh, uh
On my mama baby, whatchu know?
Got all these b*t*hes talkin’ proper baby, drop it low
I put the barrel of the choppa up that pu**y nose
I make ‘em fall ‘cause I’m a top, they fall like dominos (Yuh, yuh), yuh, yuh
They think I’m crazy or something
Hop into the b*t*h like DaBaby or something, huh
I put that cake in the oven
Your b*t*h, she be flexing like Kratos or something, huh
When did you make all that money?
They basically saying they paying for nothing
I’m basically saying they basic, I’m bluffin’
Yo b*t*h is gon’ act like they faithful or something, huh
I got bands, I got f**kin’ bandits
Keep that stick up on my b*t*h, semi automatic
Forgiatos in the whip, in and outta traffic
Make ‘em sit down like a b*t*h, I be workin’ magic, yeah, yeah
I got, so much f**king money
Just, fl- like falling out of my pockets
I-I don’t even
It’s like, I-I
Basically I’m sayin’ I dunno where the f**k Imma put all this money at
Uh, I got bands, you can’t f**k with my sh*t
Money fillin’ up my pants, I can’t count all my chips
I got b*t*hes shakin’ ass, baby work it like this
Keep that guala in the back of the black and white whip, uh
Burberry my coat, whatchu know about it?
I got water, I got hoes and I feel like a fountain
And I won’t stop ‘til I got shows that always f**kin’ crowded
And I got money comin’ at me, Imma stop the countin'
pu**y talkin’ out his neck, I be makin’ him backflip
Then these b*t*hes make me laugh, they be thinking they know sh*t
I just serenade the cash and I’m makin’ it stack quick
And I always make it back, Imma buy my mama a crib, yeah, yeah
I go ghost on my b*t*h and she hittin’ my phone
And I go ghost in the whip, I ain’t makin’ it home
Pop, pop, big ol’ choppa when it's blastin' your dome
*buzz* *buzz*, please stop callin’ baby leave me alone
I need Gucci on me, Fendi, Louis, name it: it is there
She just booty call me, baby let me know when you get here
Different movies on my screen and different blue hunnids to spare
I got red and pink and blue and different colours in my hair
He keep barkin’ like a b*t*h, I be tuggin’ up on his necklace
He keep talkin’ all this sh*t and I think he wanna get reckless
Now he wanna act scary, been sendin’ a different message
And I never back down, I eat pu**y b*t*hes for breakfast
Yeah, yeah they think I’m crazy or something
Hop into the b*t*h like DaBaby or something, huh
I put that cake in the oven
Your b*t*h, she be flexing like Kratos or something, huh
When did you make all that money?
They basically saying they paying for nothing
I’m basically saying they basic, I’m bluffin’
Yo b*t*h is gon’ act like they faithful or something, huh
I got bands, I got f**kin’ bandits
Keep that stick up on my b*t*h, semi automatic
Forgiatos in the whip, in and outta traffic
Make ‘em sit down like a b*t*h, I be workin’ magic, yeah, yeah
