Lola Monroe - Band Up lyrics

Band up, band up, band up, band up
Band up, band up, band up, band up
Band up, band up, band up
Bitch, band up
Yeah, I'm a baddie, I'm 'bout my change
Them bitches dusty, they chasin' fame
Bum bitches to the left
(Bossets, get band up)
Bum bitches to the left
(Bossets, get band up)
Bum bitches to the left
(Bossets, get band up)
Bum bitches to the left
(Bossets, get band up)
Bitch, band up

I'm just rubberbanding these hundo's
Flatscreen so big look like summer
Jam in my condo
Bitch I'm a star I just
Stand up and stack shit
I don't fuck with squares
This ain't Spongebob and Patrick
I said the coupe got a grill like a China man
And all my bitches ball like Juwanna man
Hold up, bum bitches to the left
Somebody need to send them dumb
Bitches to the vet

Band up, band up, band up, band up
Band up, band up, band up, band up
Band up, band up, band up
Yo, I might clean yo' man out
You and me we been different
You want a hand out, I hand out ass whippins
Okay, I OD, don't make me K-O these bitches
Then go fuck some racks off
On some K-O-D bitches

Band up, band up, band up, band up
Band up, band up, band up, band up
Band up, band up, band up
Bitch, band up
Yeah, I'm a baddie, I'm 'bout my change
Them bitches dusty, they chasin' fame
Bum bitches to the left
(Bossets, get band up)
Bum bitches to the left
(Bossets, get band up)
Bum bitches to the left
(Bossets, get band up)
Bum bitches to the left
(Bossets, get band up)
Bitch, band up

From the projects to the Grammy's
Fix my makeup in a Lamby
Sonnin' bitches, no plan B
Ole free pussy ass bitches
Make you fuck all of my dogs
I'm the hardest bitch in rap
Fuck off of my balls
Where the heck is my block at? Where
The hell is my town at?
Who let all of these clowns in? Where
The fuck is my crown at?
Backtrack, backtrack, I done went and had
A baby on you niggas
So you know I got that snapback, snapback
Bum bitch, back back, lemme band up

Band up, band up, band up, band up
Band up, band up, band up, band up
Band up, band up, band up
Yo, I might clean yo' man out
You and me we been different
You want a hand out, I hand out ass whippins
Okay, I OD, don't make me K-O these bitches
Then go fuck some racks off
On some K-O-D bitches

Band up, band up, band up, band up
Band up, band up, band up, band up
Band up, band up, band up
Bitch, band up
Yeah, I'm a baddie, I'm 'bout my change
Them bitches dusty, they chasin' fame
Bum bitches to the left
(Bossets, get band up)
Bum bitches to the left
(Bossets, get band up)
Bum bitches to the left
(Bossets, get band up)
Bum bitches to the left
(Bossets, get band up)
Bitch, band up