Ayy, big up Central Cee and Lil Baby, you know Bun this track, serious track, know what I'm sayin'? Ey some guys can't got band for band, they're broke So we can go bitch for bitch, if you want Or gang for gang, trust me, yeah
We can go band for band, fuck that, we can go gang for gang In the USA, they would call it a fade But in the UK, we do bang for bang See, I dont even know my man So why does he hate me, I don't understand They're not really my haters, they really my fans and I know I can tell they be stalkin' the 'Gram
I'm on the plane, I cant wait 'till I land ('till I land) She a ten, I'ma ask for her 'Gram "Hey, alles goed?" to all of my baddies in 'Dam Shе got a man and I don't give a damn The life that thеy live is really a scam See me I love all my baddies Got baddies in France, I got girls in Milan She j'adore when I pull on her strands
We can go band for band, fuck that, we can go gang for gang In the USA, they would call it a "fade," But in the UK, we do bang for bang See, I don't even know my man So why does he hate me, I don't understand? They're not really my haters They really my fans and I know I can tell they be stalkin' the 'Gram
Huh, we can go band for band, fuck that, we can go bitch for bitch She a baddie not claimin' her man But that's not my business, it is what it is In the States, they call it rizz In London, we're callin' it flick She wan' be with the gang 'cause she know that we lit Rich and keep it legit Some of the gang ain't legit They will come for [?], but will cover their face in the vid' I took a L when that shit was a minor But I get my G.B, I'll never forget My comeback is gonna bigger to hop on the beat Just to tell you niggas I'm the shit There's some people that I've never liked Don't you call me your "blud," if you're Blood, then I'm Crip If I tell you, "I love you," I mean it, I mean it I have my girl for the night, in the mornin' I'm trappin', I'm back in the evenin' If you tell me that you really got me Then you better got me, don't play with my feelings My baddie, she wan' be official I don't do official, I'd rather a remix She hate me, she love me, her favourite eediat They see me in cench, they say that I'm loadin', no shit Tell me somethin' that I don't know Twenty years that I did on this earth And not one, did I ever did loans And they ain't ever been lit like me Since fifteen, I've been shuttin' down shows They said I got flows, riddem, hoes With 'em, them all when I got involved
We can go band for band, fuck that, we can go gang for gang In the USA, they would call it a "fade," But in the UK, we do bang for bang See, I don't even know my man So why does he hate me, I don't understand They're not really my haters, they really my fans and I know I can tell they be stalkin' the 'Gram
Huh, we can go band for band, fuck that, we can go bitch for bitch She a baddie not claimin' her man But that's not my business, it is what it is In the States, they call it rizz In London, we're callin' it flick She wan' be with the gang 'cause she know that we lit, rich and keep it legit
We can go band for band, fuck that, we can go gang for gang In the US-, they would call it a-, but in the UK, we do bang for- See, I don't even know my man So why does he hate me, I don't understand? They're not really my haters They really my fans, uh, lock in, trust me
