Band 4 Band

Yeah, I go band for band I go band for band (6x) I go band for band, I'm in high demand They don't understand, I got fucking plans Flying private jet, wait until I land I'll go f*ck a fan, but she got a man I could slut her out, f*ck it on the couch Kick her out my house, get another spouse I could slut her out, yeah (4x) Rock out (2x) She give brain, no drop out Big ol stick, go pop out Hit yo brain, get knocked out Gun do work, go clock out If you broke, sit right down You gon see what I got now I really live this life-style I'ma swerve that bitch, going sixty six Rocking Jimmy Choos, you don't know bout this What's up on your wrist, Bitch, it don't exist I'm a demon, nigga, need a crucifix Finna lose my shit, how you broke and rich You ain't got no money, but you wanna quit Better step it up, or your life gon end I could make it quick, I make cash legit I could show you how, first you need a mouse Then you make some music, you gon get a crowd Then you rock it wild, then you make em proud They gon show you love, then you pick a route Either keep it going, or just take a while If a nigga talking, show a money pile He was talking loud, tryna fucking shout Now he hushed his mouth, he a fucking clown Yeah, I go band for band I go band for band (6x)