bandz! Lyrics

Drop top Mercedes

I'm working daily

Paper only thing I ever even thought of chashin

Now I'm just running up them bandz

They throwing out they hands

But I can't hang around bitch

So please don't test my patience

Man you keep on talking all that shit

Nun of that shit gon make you rich

I'm with ma bros we too legit

Let me rephrase I'm with my jits

We in the stu we work with jets

Ain't tryna hang around no pest

Yea I assure, not like the rest

We can't be pressed, this ain't no test

(Bichh)

Me and ma bros got souvenirs

Don't feel remorse, can't shed no tears

Feel like I've been 17 for years

I might start switching gears

Magnify my vision

Man it's still so hard to see my peers

Need a crib in Paris

Man I'm just gotta get outta here

(Outta here)

Drop top Mercedes

I'm working daily

(working daily)

Paper only thing I ever even thought of chasing

(thought of chasin)

Now I'm just running up them bandz

(Aha)

They throwing out they hands

(oh well)

But I can't hang around bitch

So please don't test my patience

Man you keep on talking all that shit

Nun of that shit gon make you rich

I'm with ma bros we too legit

Let me rephrase I'm with my jits

We in the stu we work with jets

Ain't tryna hang around no pest

Yea I assure, not like the rest

We can't be pressed, this ain't a test

(Bichh)

Man you keep on talking all that shit

Nun of that shit gon make you rich

I'm with ma bros we too legit

Let me rephrase I'm with my jits

We in the stu we work with jets

Ain't tryna hang around no pest

Yea I assure, not like the rest

We can't be pressed, this ain't a test

(Bichh)

(yah, yah, yah)

M.O.E!