[Intro]
Produced by Murda Beats

[Chorus]
All these bitches want me 'cause I got my bands up
All this money on me 'cause I got my bands up
I don't trust a soul 'cause I got my bands up
I keep a gun on me cause I got my bands up
I got my bands up (Bands up!)
I got my bands up (Money!)
I got my bands up (Guap!)
I got my bands up (Beep!)

[Verse 1]
Grab a pint of lean then I grab some two liters
Ain't no robbing me cause I'm riding with my heater
Send you up to the lord man you must wanna meet him
Dear lord man I wouldn't wanna be him
I can't go for no sucker shit
I swear I will never love a bitch
We can fuck but I don't do relationships
Everybody want something but I ain't seeing when I ain't have shit
Just bought a .30 and some drum rolls
Keep my gun on me so ion' make phone calls
Hundred racks just to flex we all get money now so n***a ion' stress at all
[Chorus]
All these bitches want me 'cause I got my bands up
All this money on me 'cause I got my bands up
I don't trust a soul 'cause I got my bands up
I keep a gun on me cause I got my bands up
I got my bands up (Bands up!)
I got my bands up (Money!)
I got my bands up (Guap!)
I got my bands up (Beep!)

[Verse 2]
N***as hate but they acting like yo homie
Say they real but they really be phony
Fake ass n***as probably be the police
Just me, my gun, and this codeine
Hell no I don't trust you n***as
Hell no I don't fuck with n***as
We can go to war lets get it bustin' n***a
Soon as we see each other its a shootout no discussion n***a
Broke n***as never seen a brick
Man these n***as ain't know shit
Get so much money I swear I just be buying shit
Got so much money god damn I'll buy a bitch

[Chorus]
All these bitches want me 'cause I got my bands up
All this money on me 'cause I got my bands up
I don't trust a soul 'cause I got my bands up
I keep a gun on me cause I got my bands up
I got my bands up (Bands up!)
I got my bands up (Money!)
I got my bands up (Guap!)
I got my bands up (Beep!)