[Hook: Travi$ Scott] I got bandz Don't need these hoes Money racks to blow Nigga I got bandz Lets get this dough Run the world for sure I got bandz
[Verse 1: Travi$ Scott] Man I'm in these streets its been a long day Bout to sign this deal and throw it all away Bout to cop the crib that Dame lost today Funny look at these niggas slipping We tripping no fear my niggas is winning I'm looking at throwing the world thru these glass ceilings And when I step outside bad bitches with me Back in my section twisting that lala can't be stressing Wake up fall asleep dizzy Gillespie Back it up and break it down She gon' bust it on this dick you gon' take her out of town I put ice in my veeners, I put rubies in my crown Count them stacks and blow them racks, niggas know who they around
[Verse 2: Meek Mill] Okay, I walk in this bitch I fuck shit up then I leave ho Pay your car note or get some money for that weed ho 45 hundred, blow it, there go double c's ho [?] if you tell me please ho She gon' throw that ass back, drop that on them real niggas I'm gon' throw that cash back, drop that on the real bitches Murder on that pussy, ho, I feel like I kill bitches You gon' get like every bag and every jewel if I deal with you Young nigga [???] like I fuckin' hit the lottery You just want the money shorty, you ain't got the [???] All these niggas hatin' on me, know they wanna body me Cause every time you see a nigga, I look like a robbery
[Hook: Travi$ Scott x2]
[Bridge: Travi$ Scott] Ooooh, I got my bitch haters hangin' up I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz Ooooh, I got my bitch haters hangin' up I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz Ooooh, I got my bitch haters hangin' up I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz Ooooh, I got my bitch haters hangin' up I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz Lately I been goin crazy Laughin', drinkin', find myself in arms of different women (huh)