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Xxxtentacion - Banded Up Lyrics

Banded Up

Ronny J on the beat, bitch
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, racked up ni***
Yeah, racked up shawty
Yeah

I stay banded up, I stay banded up
I stay banded up, I stay banded up
I get many fucks, she get plenty fucks
I don't wanna f***, keep your panties up
I stay banded up, I stay banded up
I stay banded up, I stay banded up
I get many fucks, she get plenty fucks
I don't wanna f***, keep your panties up

Bitch, I'm too expensive
Choppas too extensive
Please don't get too close, I go Gucci Ghost
I'm in Louis, ho, I'm in Louis, ho
I'm too rich to kids, I'm like Rich The Kid
Throw them bitches lips
Got them titties lifted
I'm just lit, I'm lifted
Had to tip my babe off
Had to get my waiver
I don't even need a Rollie, but I bought the Rollie
I don't even need a Jeep, but I bought the Jeep
I don't even want the top, I just wanna sleep
Yeah, I got too many eyes on me
I got two bitches and they got they thighs on me
I just broke my baby's heart so she cries on me
I just got a little ticket so she flies for free (yeah, yeah, yeah)

I stay banded up, I stay banded up
I stay banded up, I stay banded up
I get many fucks, she get plenty fucks
I don't wanna f***, keep your panties up
I stay banded up, I stay banded up
I stay banded up, I stay banded up
I get many fucks, she get plenty fucks (yuh)
I don't wanna f*** (yuh), keep your panties up (yuh, uh)

I just came, she clean it up like Billy Mays, ha, ha
She got lockjaw, I put my dick all in her face, ha, ha
Her pu*** hurt, might need a Band-Aid, I'm pu*** bandit, yuh, yuh
Don't kill my vibe, lil' bitch, why are you tripping?
You makin' me frantic, yeah, ayy
Uno, dos, tres, huh
Bitches givin' neck, uh
If it's for a check, uh
I might break a sweat, uh
Like I'm Boonk, yeah, tune, yeah
I might leave you mad as f***, oh true, yeah
These f*** niggas hittin' like they saying "ayy"

I stay banded up, I stay banded up
I stay banded up, I stay banded up
I get many fucks, she get plenty fucks
I don't wanna f***, keep your panties up
I stay banded up, I stay banded up
I stay banded up, I stay banded up
I get many fucks, she get plenty fucks
I don't wanna f***, keep your panties up

[Verse 3: Ronny J]
Bitch, I'm too expensive
Choppas too extensive
Please don't get too close, I go Gucci Ghost
I'm in Louis, ho, I'm in Louis, ho
I'm too rich to kiss, I'm like Rich The Kid
Throw them bitches lips
Got them titties lifted
I'm just lit, I'm lifted
Had to tip my babe off
Had to get my waiver
I don't even need a Rollie, but I bought the Rollie
I don't even need a Jeep, but I bought the Jeep
I don't even want the top, I just wanna sleep
Yeah, I got too many eyes on me
I got two bitches and they got they thighs on me
I just broke my baby's heart so she cries on me
I just got a little ticket so she flies for free (yeah, yeah, yeah)

I stay banded up, I stay banded up
I stay banded up, I stay banded up
I get many fucks, she get plenty fucks
I don't wanna f***, keep your panties up
I stay banded up, I stay banded up
I stay banded up, I stay banded up
I get many fucks, she get plenty fucks
I don't wanna f***, keep your panties up
Yuh