Bands, bands bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands
I got money coming in now, this shit is part of the plan
I fly around in a jet, ayy
I got some tats on my neck, ayy
I put the work for the rest, ayy
I’ve been getting to the cheque, ayy
Watch me make this work, yah
Aston Martin from an i8
All this money I'm worth, yah
Blowing up to almighty
I walk around in a suit now, £500 on my feet
No stairs in my new house, elevator needs a key
I’m breaking the rules now, finally found inner peace
Hublot on my wrist now, £5k for my jeans
Bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands
I got money coming in now, this shit is part of the plan
Bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands
I got money coming in now, this shit is part of the plan
Making money like a gambler
Bad chicks' getting badder now
Baby know I’m bad for her
When I fuck her, I'ma strangle her (blegh, blegh)
She gone cum like an avalanche
Then come back like a boomerang
Crazy numbers on my advance
I want the money not romance
Bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands
I got money coming in now, this shit is part of the plan
Bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands
I got money coming in now, this shit is part of the plan.

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