Paper Route Empire - Bandaid lyrics

[Intro: Key Glock] (CLDHRT) Yeah (Let the BandPlay) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah G-Lock [Chorus: Key Glock] Ayy, I just cut another check, yeah, I need a Band-Aid (Don't do that sh*t) Yeah, a Band-Aid, b*tch, I got them bands, ayy (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I just cut another check, yeah, I need a Band-Aid Yeah, a Band-Aid, b*tch, I got them bands, ayy (Yeah) [Post-Chorus: Key Glock] Ayy, I do what I want, yeah, b*tch, I have my way (Ayy, you know I do what the fu*k I want) Ayy, if you ain't what I'm on, then get up out my way (Get the fu*k back) Ayy, if you ain't what I'm on, then get up out my way Get your money, fu*k these hoes, no time to play (Yeah, MOB) [Verse 1: Key Glock] You know I keep somethin' on my waist (You dig?) You know I keep somethin' on my hip Rock your ass to sleep just like a baby with this F&N I'm straight up out the junglе, got some choppers with bananas in 'em Yеah, look at this ni**a here (Yeah) This ni**a icy, this young ni**a for real (Glizock) This ni**a balling, this young ni**a got skills Yeah, this ni**a got a watch that costs a quarter mill' Ayy, I just cut my thumb thumbing, yeah, I need a Band-Aid b*tch, where the Band-Aids at? I need a Band-Aid I just cut my thumb thumbing, yeah, I need a Band-Aid b*tch, where the Band-Aids at? I need a Band-Aid [Chorus: Key Glock] I just cut another check, yeah, I need a Band-Aid Yeah, a Band-Aid, b*tch, I got them bands, ayy I just cut another check, yeah, I need a Band-Aid Yeah, a Band-Aid, b*tch, I got them bands, ayy (Yeah) [Post-Chorus: Key Glock & Snupe Bandz] Ayy, I do what I want, yeah, b*tch, I have my way Ayy, if you ain't what I'm on, then get up out my way Ayy, if you ain't what I'm on, then get up out my way Get your money, fu*k these hoes, no time to play (Bandz) [Verse 2: Snupe Bandz] Yeah, I do what I want, b*tch, I'm self-made (I'm self-made) I just poured a deuce up in my Minute Maid (Drank) Hundred shots up in the Drac' (Baow), we shoot first, don't hesitate (Yeah) All my ni**as stepping, b*tch, we boosting up the murder rate (On gang, on gang) C-double-M the mob, free them guys, that's what I bang (Yeah, Murder) Thirty on my wrist, another fifty on my chain (Baguettes) No flaws up in my mouth, straight out the trap, ain't Johnny Dang (No flaws) Don't fu*k with none of these rap ni**as, they cap ni**as and they lame (Lame) I just flipped a pack up in the bando, b*tch, I'm trapped out (Trapped out) All I know is flex up on my haters, I got racks now (Big racks) I took off like a rocket, b*tch, I'm never, ever coming down (Never) Dunking on these ni**as like I'm Joc, yeah, b*tch, we run this town [Chorus: Key Glock] Ayy, I just cut another check, yeah, I need a Band-Aid (Woo) Yeah, a Band-Aid, b*tch, I got them bands, ayy I just cut another check, yeah, I need a Band-Aid Yeah, a Band-Aid, b*tch, I got them bands, ayy (Yeah) [Post-Chorus: Key Glock] Ayy, I do what I want, yeah, b*tch, I have my way (Yeah) Ayy, if you ain't what I'm on, then get up out my way (Yeah) Ayy, if you ain't what I'm on, then get up out my way Get your money, fu*k these hoes, no time to play