[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)