Bands On The Way

Are you gon’ stick around or just leave, ah
So this is how you want it to be, ah
Never thought you’d do this to me, ah
Dollar bills and hunnids on me, ah

Can’t stick around and try to wait around
Don’t stick around if you can’t hold me down
You call my phone, I’m on the other line
I get back to you next time I’m in town
Not tryna wait, I got bands on the way
I got plans, tryna make it myself
She wanna know if it’s really meant to be
Know it’s hard, but you make it like that

Uh, fell in love with rubber bands
I got less friends and more bands
I got more room in my Benz, uh
See the picture through the lens, ya
Hit it, bust it like a nymphonym
It’s like all the ones that’s saying, I’m doing better then
They see the wave, but they don’t understand
And if you ain’t talking money I can not comprehend

‘Cause I’m not tryna wait, I got bands on the way
I got plans, tryna make it myself
She wanna know if it’s really meant to be
Know it’s hard, but you make it like that

Ya, I need somebody to vogue it
Someone that’s gon pay attention not just act like they noticed
It’s a lot that’s going on and baby you been the motive
They say that love is a distraction I just lost all my focus
I pulled a you on you and now you begging to stop me
Lord knows they ain’t no hills but now you killing me softly
Help me bag for a minute, I’m numb to the pain
But since I’ve been by myself, tell me, who do I blame?

Are you gon’ stick around or just leave, ah
So this is how you want it to be, ah
Never thought you’d do this to me, ah
Dollar bills and hunnids on me

Can’t stick around and try to wait around
Don’t stick around if you can’t hold me down
You call my phone, I’m on the other line
I get back to you next time I’m in town
Not tryna wait, I got bands on the way
I got plans, tryna make it myself
She wanna know if it’s really meant to be
Know it’s hard, but you make it like that