YaBoi LoCo - Bandz Lyrics

F*cking up bandz
Show you how to come up
With a couple of grams
F*cking up bandz
White T blue cheese
All in my hands
Off of them xans
Flexing designer
All for the gram
F*cking my fans
Backstage shows
Like that was the plan
F*cking up bandz
F*cking up f*cking up
F*cking up bandz
F*cking up bandz
F*cking up f*cking up
F*cking up bandz
Off of them xans
Flexing designer
All for the gram
F*cking my fans
Backstage shows
Like that was the plan
F*cking your hoe
Hit that ass once
She won't leave me alone What's up with your bro
No he ain't know me
Feeling like low-key
Wish he my clone
Shawty wan slide like Usher
Give me that good no burger
Work her like a nine-five
Riding my wave like a surfer
Geekin like Urkel
Bitch don't f*ck up my high
Litty like light bulb
Kill her like Michael
Better get Geico
Smashed rear end
Put it in your spinal
Rec-it like vinyl
Looking lil primal
When she ate my kids
Flippin narcotics
Running thru them projects
Jump out boys
Go catch me if you can
Blowin exotic
She give me that college
Then she said Gotti
I'm like yes you did
On for my city
Tuesday to Monday
Don't play fair but
I know how that gun play
Man of the block
And now he blood stain
Lesbian friend and
No I don't complain
What's that saying
Kill two birds one dick
Bro I ain't playing out of my League don't justice
Ain't no star little boy
I'm a cluster
In the words of your bitch LoCo I'm coming
F*cking up bandz
Show you how to come up
With a couple of grams
F*cking up bandz
White T blue cheese
All in my hands
Off of them xans
Flexing designer
All for the gram
F*cking my fans
Backstage shows
Like that was the plan
F*cking up bandz
F*cking up f*cking up
F*cking up bandz
F*cking up bandz
F*cking up f*cking up
F*cking up bandz
Off of them xans
Flexing designer
All for the gram
F*cking my fans
Backstage shows
Like that was the plan
F*cking up bandz
F*cking up f*cking up
F*cking up bandz
F*cking up bandz
F*cking up f*cking up
F*cking up bandz
Off of them xans
Flexing designer
All for the gram
F*cking my fans
Backstage shows
Like that was the plan
The money gone flip
Do gymnastics
10K day go flood my wrist Bad lil bae
And she full of that plastic Ass so fat that it
Swallow my dick
Stevie how I be
Slanging in keys
Fcuk 12 tell em shit
I'm a Saint Drew Brees
Eye Chinese
Flying high trapeze
With the snow so deep
Gotta bust out skis
Bust down freeze
Bust down froze
Call Jose got em bustin out O's
Cash up front
Benjamin Frank
Never seen so many hunids
Baby please don't faint
Racks on racks on racks
On racks
Mad Max til the death
I'ma stack up cash
Passin that has while I'm whippin that Nav
In the trap with a black girl
Shaking that ass
In the morning
Dominican bitch
In my home
Cooking me eggs in a thong
Pick up the phone
800 notifications
My city done give me the throne
I am a God
Something like Odin
Don't f*ck with them ops
But I'm all in a colon
Flexin don't stop
Something like Hogan
Bruce Lee Roy
Bitch I am the chosen
F*cking up bandz
F*cking up f*cking up
F*cking up bandz
F*cking up bandz
F*cking up f*cking up
F*cking up bandz
Off of them xans
Flexing designer
All for the gram
F*cking my fans
Backstage shows
Like that was the plan