200 Bands (Explicit)

Lyrics by：Bryson Tiller/Ernest Brown III/Algernod L Washington/Faheem Najm

Composed by：Bryson Tiller/Ernest Brown III/Algernod L Washington/Faheem Najm

Produced by：Charlie Heat

I know you got plans plans

I see you make it now you making plans on plans yeah

Know you can do it it with no hands

But at least let me give you advance

To spend 200 bands like this you ain't never

You ain't seen her she bends like this

Nah

Let me know show you

Hands like this

So let me me know show you yeah

Now put your hands like this

I'm on some other s**t my cup is full of ace

She got a trunk that's full of bass yeah

She ain't paint the pretty on it's stuck up on her face yeah

She wanna leave her city and come to where I stay yeah

She really a freak the way she on my ay yeah

Jump inside my rarri cut up on the interstate yeah

Right hand on her I can't wait to see the cake yeah

Steppin out of my whip you turning heads at the valet yeah

Ooo woo ooo ooo

**** else could I say?

Yeah

My shawty gettin to the bag dawg that's something a nigga ain't used to

Got her eyes on green **** a screen **** a Hulu

You ****in up her plays dawg she seein red no YouTube

Broke nigga can't play it off he stuck there he glued

I been rich for a decade and the **** still feel new I Ooo

Still ain't got no jet plane I'm saving that for you I Ooo

Just got a new check sent a text where you at? Ooo

200 on deck now that's a flex where you at?

I know you got plans plans

I see you make it now you making plans on plans yeah

Know you can do it it with no hands

But at least let me give you advance

To spend 200 bands like this you ain't never

You ain't seen her she bends like this

Nah

Let me know show you

Hands like this

So let me me know show you yeah

Now put your hands like this

Let me put you on some lamp chop **** and off that Popeyes

Tomahawk steaks and **** won't do five guys

I like my ***** hood know what I'm sayin with a lil bougie

Got a theatre in the house know what I'm sayin' we don't do the movies

We ain't doing Don Julio we done stepped that **** up

I put candy on her Benz we had to wet that **** up

We don't never take luggage we just shop when we land

When your bag big enough you ain't gotta make plans

Wake up one morning you feel like you wanna slide we go to Turks

Wake up one morning you feelin a lil saved we go to Church

I remember being in public school I used to eat free lunch

Now a nigga wake up in the morning and do whatever the **** he want

I know you got plans plans

I see you make it now you making plans on plans yeah

Know you can do it it with no hands

But at least let me give you advance

To spend 200 bands like this you ain't never

You ain't seen her she bends like this Nah

Let me know show you

Hands like this

So let me me know show you yeah

Now put your hands like this