Bandage

[Intro]

Yeah, yeah, 17

Free all the dawgs and shit

NHS

Blatt, blatt, blatt

Yeah, on front page
[Chorus]

Had to go check the mail, I’m waiting for a package (Yeah)

Niggas they fake, bitches they snake, still gotta manage

Only want hella bands, I’m talkin’ ’bout that baggage (That dough)

Breaking heart, can’t save it with a bandage (Fuck that ho)

[Verse 1]

Yeah, watch your homie, he might be envious (Watch that nigga)

Got your block hot, read it by Celsius (Hot)

Niggas sweet, call them Welch’s (Bitches)

My team going hard, they can’t bury us (Nah)

Niggas they snakes, they just hiss (Yeah)

After we fuck, I ain’t gon’ kiss (Nah)

New buss down, ain’t no Swiss (Hah)

He turn hard, he on pissеd (Yeah)

I make tracks to make hits

Balеnci’, Gucci, a lot of drip (Drip)

Brodie take off, no restrict[Chorus]

Had to go check the mail, I’m waiting for a package

Niggas they fake, bitches they snake, still gotta manage

Only want hella bands, I’m talkin’ ’bout that baggage (Dough)

Breaking heart, can’t save it with a bandage[Verse 2]

Breaking hearts, can’t save it with a bandage (Fuck that ho)

Gotta roll everywhere with my ratchet (With my pole)

She a bad lil’ shawty, but she ratchet

I can’t really take her places, she be acting (What’s wrong with this bitch?)

How you gon’ feel when you up in court?

Just telling you we ain’t gon’ make it out no more

I’ma be lookin’ at ’em like, what the fuck is more? (Fuck 12)

Uh, now I’m making noise, I’m starting to roar, ah (Yeah)

I’m fuckin’ that niggas main whore, ah

I don’t want her, so I’m hittin’ the store, ah

I’m buying it all, I just want like four, ah

Give me four of everything (Yeah)

Yeah, I need that shit (Slatt)

Yeah, I’m gettin’ rich (Yeah)

Fuckin’ niggas bitch (Yeah)

Skrrt off in a whip (Yeah)

She suck and she lick (Yeah)

Need to go ice out my wrist

Stackin’ the money like ritz (Blatt)

[Chorus]

Had to go check the mail, I’m waiting for a package (Yeah)

Niggas they fake, bitches they snake, still gotta manage (Yeah)

Only want hella bands, I’m talkin’ ’bout that baggage (That dough)

Breaking heart, can’t save it with a bandage (Fuck a ho)

Had to go check the mail, I’m waiting for a package

Niggas they fake, bitches they snake, still gotta manage

Only want hella bands, I’m talkin’ ’bout that baggage

Breaking heart, can’t save it with a bandage (Fuck a ho)