In the Telly (feat. Will Bands & Bands the Label)

That's Bands like That's Bands like Damn, damn, damn That's Bands like That's Bands like Pick you up in a Benz or a Beamer Heard I'm Bands, now she a eater, damn 2 seat cock that heater drop that, ima' hit em' like Jeter Up in the telly with two or three skeezers treeshes, fuck em' once then I leave em' I could make this shit hot any season Wheezing, smoke zaza heart beating Walk in, all these bitches they cheesing Opps see the Bands and they tryna get even, damn Ap oot for no reason She on my bodyody for the weekend In the party, whole Bands geeking Dead off the liquor she gon' get to freaking Casamigos, Henny, tequila if she drinking Whitney she might be a demon Come through got the gang in telly I want you and my guy want your bestie, like And we all getting deady, like And we all getting deady Come through got the gang in the telly I want you and my guy want your bestie, like And we all getting deady, like And we all getting deady And we getting deady we do not smoke Reggie The Bands in the spot we smoking up the telly Im with a wetty and she with her bestie I'm with the Bands I'm hoping that you ready, like You better tell your friend, if these niggas try and bend Ima' back out the Smith and Wesson get to clicking on em' When I back out the Smith let off ten And she tryna', shake it on the Bands, damn She don't care bout' her man He a bummy who don't get no money she know we get to it she jacking the gang, like Ima' player baby girl don't give me your heart I might break it baby, damn I can't fake it baby got the Bands in the spot come and shake it baby Come through got the gang in telly I want you and my guy want your bestie, like And we all getting deady, like And we all getting deady Come through got the gang in the telly I want you and my guy want your bestie, like And we all getting deady, like And we all getting deady That's Bands like