Bandits

Aye, huh, yuh, yuh Yeah, uh, uh, uh They think I'm crazy or something Hop into the bitch like DaBaby or something, huh I put that cake in the oven Your bitch, 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 and bluffin' Yo bitch is gon' act like they faithful or something, huh I got bands, I got fuckin' bandits Keep that stick up on my bitch, semi automatic Forgiatos on the whip, in and outta traffic Make 'em sit down like a bitch, I be workin' magic (Huh?) Uh, uh, look Imma need forty up in the mag please, fancy Bitches be talkin' out of they asscheeks, that's weak I was fuckin' up on all you bad B's last week Pussy talkin' like he gonna blast me, gladly If they got some shits, I let 'em know who they talkin' to Got wings all on the back and I think I'm fly like a cockatoo 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' bitch up like she a skeezer, that bitch a eater, uh, uh On my mama baby, whatchu know? Got all these bitches talkin' proper baby, drop it low I put the barrel of the choppa up that pussy 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 bitch like DaBaby or something, huh I put that cake in the oven Your bitches 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 and bluffin' Yo bitch is gon' act like they faithful or something, huh I got bands, I got fuckin' bandits Keep that stick up on my bitch, semi automatic Forgiatos in the whip, in and outta traffic Make 'em sit down like a bitch, I be workin' magic, yeah, yeah I got, so much fucking 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 fuck Imma put all this money at Uh, I got bands, you can't fuck with my shit Money fillin' up my pants, I can't count all my chips I got bitches 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 fuckin' crowded And I got money comin' at me, Imma stop the countin' Pussy talkin' out his neck, I be makin' him backflip Then these bitches make me laugh, they be thinking they know shit 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 bitch 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 bitch, I be tuggin' up on his necklace He keep talkin' all this shit and I think he wanna get reckless Now he wanna act scary, been sendin' a different message And I never back down, I eat pussy bitches for breakfast Yeah, yeah they think I'm crazy or something Hop into the bitch like DaBaby or something, huh I put that cake in the oven Your bitches 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 and bluffin' Yo bitch is gon' act like they faithful or something, huh I got bands, I got fuckin' bandits Keep that stick up on my bitch, semi automatic Forgiatos in the whip, in and outta traffic Make 'em sit down like a bitch, I be workin' magic, yeah, yeah