Prada U (feat. Lil Gotit) - Bando Wavey

(1209, please) Yeah Got hood baby with me, yeah Real hood baby, yeah (30, you a motherfucking fool, nigga) Woo, hey, hey Know I'ma be out the struggle in a minute 'Cause all I do is handle business In the drop-top, getting top in it, ooh Then I make my way to Lenox Copped the new plates and put some cameras on it 'Cause these niggas tryna come and take somethin' Been knew the pussy nigga was my opponent, but I ain't tryna comment on it And these niggas dead doc, and they having bad rhythm And these niggas sore losers, I don't want a trophy with 'em I'll never understand y'all rappers, all y'all do is copy niggas Y'all niggas real hoes, I don't want no bodies with you Them bricks in the mitres, them birds in the attic Don't fuck with no pigs, no mice, and no rabbits I fucked my old lady, got time for no capping And most of you rappers, y'all fuck on the baddies My top isn't red, drink pink in the bed, and All of my shooters, they action, no Jake's My ho, she cheatin' on me but I can care less 'Cause I'm cheatin' all out in Cali' My ho out in Cali', her hair match the palettes I'm chillin' with her friends, I'm living real Slatty These niggas big jokes, he say you want smoke We treat it like pinstripes, we go laser-taggin' I hopped in the Rolls, the curtain was closed It filled with some loads, get trapped by some cadies No, matter fact, I hopped in that Rolls Royce spider We put on big diamonds in traffic, just all I'm sayin' is Know I'ma be out the struggle in a minute 'Cause all I do is handle business In the drop-top, getting top in it, ooh Then I make my way to Lenox Copped the new plates and put some cameras on it 'Cause these niggas tryna come and take somethin' Been knew the pussy nigga was my opponent, but I ain't tryna comment on it And these niggas dead doc, and they having bad rhythm And these niggas sore losers, I don't want a trophy with 'em I'll never understand y'all rappers, all y'all do is copy niggas Y'all niggas real hoes, I don't want no bodies with you Too slimy, we play with your mental Everybody eat but a rat miss a dinner They didn't want smoke, boy, we made 'em surrender Slept on the jet, me and turnin' that Bentley Pop one for the streets 'cause I really came from nothin' With 24, he heavy, that Slime, I be deadly Equipped with them blickys, young trap boys, we ready Equipped with this money and came with the dead Off a perc' and an Adderall, I feel meditated Straight out the hood, they killin' and beggin' Thousand betters, thousand, tell 'em to bet it Track Hawk, no HEMI, I really be gettin' it Ain't got no big teeth, I spent racks at my dentist I still eat at Denny's, this drip, we got plenty We dressin' like Virgil, come get dripped in 'Venchy That bitch ain't expensive Know I'ma be out the struggle in a minute (you the ones trippin', that ho for the gang) 'Cause all I do is handle business (don't let that bitch trick you) In the drop-top, getting top in it, ooh Then I make my way to Lenox Copped the new plates and put some cameras on it 'Cause these niggas tryna come and take somethin' Been knew the pussy nigga was my opponent, but I ain't tryna comment on it And these niggas dead doc, and they having bad rhythm And these niggas sore losers, I don't want a trophy with 'em I'll never understand y'all rappers, all y'all do is copy niggas Y'all niggas real hoes, I don't want no bodies with you (1209, please) (30, you a motherfucking fool, nigga)

Know we gon' stay silent T-Bag, what's poppin', mane (I'm working on dying) Throw her up On YSL (Yeah, I'm bangin' red, but my beat came from Bloublood) I'm San Andreas thuggin' (San Andreas thuggin') Rockin' Gucci buckets (ayy) Same color as a chocolate chip muffin (chip muffin) I'm San Andreas thuggin' (San Andreas thuggin', ayy) Big guns, big whips, big money I'm San Andreas thuggin' (San Andreas thuggin, ayy) Big tips on bad bitch, yeah, I'm San Andreas thuggin' (San Andreas thuggin', ayy) Watch out, the tip of my widebody, yeah, it's a Hellcat, yeah, panoramic (ayy) Break it right down like a school with the money, I'm going ahead and diagram it (ayy) Nah, I want no yellow hats, but I keep me a tool like I'm fucking Manny (ayy) My momma said, yeah, I'm loving naughty hoes, I'm acting too menace (ayy) Draco shots at a kick back Draco shots at a kick back Draco shots at a kick back Draco shots at a kick back Draco shots at a kick back Draco shots at a kick back Draco shots at a kick back Draco shots at a kick back Thirteen shots fired, hit me lil' nigga, you ain't really putting shit back (you a ho) Stepping on these niggas, yeah, I treat this shit like Waka Flocka flow, man (stepping on) GTA thuggin', might go head a jet, went and popped a nigga Cadillac (popped a nigga Cadillac, GTA) Racks in the loot bag on the backseat, lil' nigga, go ahead and grab that (that's a hunnid) Snatch off in a Redeye, bet your lil' nigga won't try to chase that (skrrt, chase that) Shooters in a Demon right behind me, got out, if a nigga think, don't try it again (frrt, frrt) Niggas be talking real big boy shit, no, they ain't really playing with F&Ns (you ain't no big dawg) Big counter spent, lil' nigga, lil' bro saying Stickbaby, just chill (bitch, just chill) I'm San Andreas thuggin' (woo, San Andreas thuggin') Rockin' Gucci bucket (ayy) Same color as a chocolate chip muffin I'm San Andreas thuggin' (ayy) Big guns, big whips, big money I'm San Andreas thuggin' (San Andreas thuggin, ayy) Big tips on bad bitch, yeah I'm San Andreas thuggin' (San Andreas thuggin', ayy) Watch out, the tip of my widebody, yeah, it's a Hellcat, yeah, panoramic (ayy) Break it right down like a school with the money, I'm going ahead and diagram it (ayy) Nah, I want no yellow hats, but I keep me a tool like I'm fucking Manny (ayy) My momma said, yeah, I'm loving naughty hoes, I'm acting too menace (ayy) Draco shots at a kick back Draco shots at a kick back Draco shots at a kick back Draco shots at a kick back Draco shots at a kick back Draco shots at a kick back Draco shots at a kick back Draco shots at a kick back At a kickback with Draco shots At a kickback with .80s on rounds (rrrah) At a kickback smoking out the pound At a kickback way outta town I been fucking grown hoes since a child (hot shell) Yeah, this stick foldable like uh (burrr) This Cayenne putting dick on a slut (this Cayenne) Wipe your nose you can't get in it blood (oh) Yeah, they switch on the back for their toughness (slide) Sound like, "grr" when that get to busting (slide) I got Pope on my chain, I can't tuck it (pope) You get flights out the town, if I'm fuckin' Got on Gucci high socks and I'm thuggin' (Gucci high socks) From Atlanta, my Phantom be muddy (I'm from Atlanta) Want a threesome, she bringing her buddy (buddy) Ain't no speaking no business and we shush him (oh) At a kick back, this shit could get ugly Draco shots at a kick back Draco shots at a kick back Draco shots at a kick back Draco shots at a kick back

Zone 6 nigga, Pyrex whipper Pyrex Ayy, Pyrex, uh, cook up Yeah, uh, this shit finna be hard as fuck, slime No cap, fuck you thought it went? Ooh, stop trippin', goddamn Racks on me, shit, these pussy niggas tryna envy me (yeah) Got racks on me (racks), but pussy niggas tryna envy me (brr) I'm at the tip-top, these niggas can't get to me (I'm at the tip) Got Gucci flip-flops with fur, yeah, all the way in (woo, woo) Racks control my life like Sims now, I used to wear Timberlands (racks) They say, "Hood Baby, you a Crip", nah, these pockets on Benjamins (uh) Ah, yeah, I'm havin' Percocets, it got me divin' all the way in (Percocets) I ain't goin' back and forth, your pockets on lint These niggas ain't playin', they'll do it to the pen Fuck that ho so good, she had to repent (uh) Gotit up all of a sudden, didn't need no hands (Gotit up) In the hood with a Glizzy right on my ten Big shark in the tank, yeah, feel my fins (woo) I can get the Glock and squeeze it like a lemon, oh (let's go) I take his top and twist it red just like it's Trippie, huh (woo, woo, woo) I used to window-shop but guess what I be spendin' now (I'm spendin') Yeah, we send his locay, that what we had spinned around (go) His bitch actin' bougie, that why I had put her down (let's go) Yeah, it's time to go and show her, hold on, look around (hold on, woo) Yeah, bitch, show some (uh), thick lil' shit, gon' throw some (racks) Her pussy so wet, no odor (know it), new freezer, hell nah, new frozen (shine) Big snake in the grass, no vulture (big slime) Big body gon' shoot, no knows us (big body) I'm the man (with the plan), and I do them Xans (let's go) Racks on me, shit, these pussy niggas tryna envy me (yeah) Got racks on me (racks), but pussy niggas tryna envy me (brr) I'm at the tip-top, these niggas can't get to me (I'm at the tip) Got Gucci flip-flops with fur, yeah, all the way in (woo, woo) Racks control my life like Sims now, I used to wear Timberlands (racks) They say, "Hood Baby, you a Crip", nah, these pockets on Benjamins (uh) Ah, yeah, I'm havin' Percocets, it got me divin' all the way in (Percocets) I ain't goin' back and forth, your pockets on lint These niggas ain't playin', they'll do it to the pen (talk to 'em) Why you ain't paid your dues? Always on Instagram talkin' 'bout moves (woo) Yeah, this a two-door too (what), but we got different goons (grr) Got the same food (woo), but I got a different groove (let's go) These not the same shoes (uh), my Gucci got the swoosh (Gotit, Gotit) Yeah, these bitches try to catch on to us, slidin' on blocks like it got lube (skrrt) I keep vibes up in the loop, I told her how the bitch gon' sit on boo And them facts, yeah (shh), you knew that (don't do that) I was goin' through that, no, we got racks (talk to 'em) Uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah, I'm gettin' so high (woo) Nah, nah, nah, nah, pass this drip down to your crowd I taught you what should be, my child, you ain't gettin' tough, you just gettin' loud (let's go) Stay in lil' boy's place, stay out my mouth I'm gettin' cash now, took a different route (woo, skrrt) Racks on me, shit, these pussy niggas tryna envy me (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Got racks on me (racks), but pussy niggas tryna envy me (yeah, yeah, yeah, brr) I'm at the tip-top, these niggas can't get to me (Gotit, I'm at the tip) Got Gucci flip-flops with fur, yeah, all the way in (woo, woo) Racks control my life like Sims now, I used to wear Timberlands (racks, me in LA) They say, "Hood Baby, you a Crip", nah (Rollie wet), these pockets on Benjamins (yeah, they came in) Ah, yeah, I'm havin' Percocets (woo), it got me divin' all the way in (Percocets) I ain't goin' back and forth, your pockets on lint These niggas ain't playin', they'll do it to the pen

Aye yuh Goyard on my body I got Gucci on my Toes Choppa hit a nigga it's gon' turn friends into foes Niggas hella mad I get money with my bros Act like your friends but they opp'n on the low I'm sippin' cotton candy Faygo You know imma lay low Don't worry 'bout them bitches baby They just want my pesos The ones that's with me stay close They do what I say so And if a nigga try to test me we shoot it like Halo MCM my belt got designer to the feet Nigga wanted smoke so I told him we could meet Just go send the addy then we really gonna see Is you really bluffin' or you really in these streets But I still gotta get to the bag nigga all day Remember all I heard was laughing walking through the hall way But they the same ones that's switching up When they see a nigga up Call me I ain't pickin' up I'm laying back and kickin' up I got it from the bottom man our come ups ain't the same Been grinding for a check when you really the fame I do it cuz I love it I go crazy for the game This music in my soul and I'm tryna make a name And when you go and make it they spiteful and got sad eyes They the ones that's fake but they paint you as the bad guy But I'm out here ventin' Relieving all this tension Continue my ascension I don't give them no mentions Goyard on my body I got Gucci on my Toes Choppa hit a nigga it's gon' turn friends into foes Niggas hella mad I get money with my bros Act like your friends but they opp'n on the low I'm sippin' cotton candy Faygo You know imma lay low Don't worry 'bout them bitches baby They just want my pesos The ones that's with me stay close They do what I say so And if a nigga try to test me we shoot it like Halo Goyard on my body I got Gucci on my Toes Choppa hit a nigga it's gon' turn friends into foes Niggas hella mad I get money with my bros Act like your friends but they opp'n on the low I'm sippin' cotton candy Faygo You know imma lay low Don't worry 'bout them bitches baby They just want my pesos The ones that's with me stay close They do what I say so And if a nigga try to test me we shoot it like Halo Aye yah Aye yah Aye yah Aye

I'm her MCM, so she gon fuck me on a Monday No she not with him, she at my crib love the Feng shui Top me in the back seat She running like a track meet Saddle up and take this ride, I ain't know it was that deep Yeah I'm her MCM, so she gon' fuck me on a Monday No she not with him, she at my crib love the Feng Shui Top me in the back seat She running like a track meet Saddle up and take this ride, I ain't know it was that deep Seen me at my station I'm a player I ain't 4 you Fly to Tokyo I need that Kami call me Goku Ain't got time for fake lies Uruchimaru snake eyes Try to test me nigga you gon' end up right on dateline Just fucked her sister, hit her one time dismiss her Aye aye My wrist glist up so bright glare your picture Aye aye Never gon' miss her, told her can't be your mister Aye aye Gotta get richer, pockets gon' scream no whisper Aye aye Zenzeniewoitai Kokorowokasenai Anatahasukijanai Okanekazoetai Fit too flea let's flick it up You see how I switch it up Live my life don't give a fuck Need my cash don't care bout love I'm her MCM, she gon fuck me on a Monday No she not with him, yeah she at my crib love the Feng shui Top me in the back seat She running like a track meet Saddle up and take this ride, I ain't know it was that deep Monday Love the Feng Shui

So Tell me, How you wanna love on me but you don't even know me Love to turn they back but still act like ya homie I just wanna live it up and get right the dough please Don't claim what living like then turn right and get hoe'd see See I don't care what you talking bout Yo girl will get tossed about Blasting till the so def find my white tee then I walk it out Double R that's on the coupe, one for Ricky that's the shoes One for Racks they on the loose, must catch 'em then ash and move Count up 1,2,3 who gon fuck with me Make my CashApp sing not talking do re mi Ayo Wavey, Wavey, Wavey, tell me can it be Yes I'm Mr.WetHerUp she brought her own jet ski So Tell me, How you wanna love on me but you don't even know me Love to turn they back but still act like ya homie I just wanna live it up and get right the dough please Don't claim what living like then turn right and get hoe'd see So Tell me, How you wanna love on me but you don't even know me Love to turn they back but still act like ya homie I just wanna live it up and get right the dough please Don't claim what living like then turn right and get hoe'd see She wanna bring me down so I get high again Yeah she wanna bring me round but I say that we are just friends No please don't make a sound if you ain't with then we'll end Live my life of sin, no I ain't here for pretend Fell in love with me, she take pics with my chain Her man I cannot be, but the dick make her sing Flooded out my neck, but I leave my wrist plane Heavy stepping, heavy weapon, don't you plot on my name Tell me, How you wanna love on me but you don't even know me Niggas love to turn they back but still act like ya homie I just wanna live it up and get right the dough please Don't claim what living like then turn right and get hoe'd see

(Hey, its me) (I mean, you know that) (Me trying) (I don't know if or when you'll ever call me back) (But I'll keep trying) (I don't know what else you expect me to do) Aye I'm in Neiman's spending money that I made from like a year ago If she play with stars and talk to moons I won't go near the hoe All them bitches problems but somehow they always notice me Walk up in the room and I'm that nigga how it's supposed to be He ain't got no range man he like Rondo from the three I ain't stopping till I got a AP flooded from the sea No, you a bitch so who you pressing? Cuz I know that shit ain't me I ain't the type to let it slide so watch your tempo, tone, and key (Do you really not care what we did before?) (Will we ever be the same?) (Will we ever make amends? We really won't ever be friends again?) (Is this where we end?) (If thats what you want) (If thats the message that you're trying to send, then I'll leave you alone) But despite all that we've been through I can't continue Only care about yourself so it's fucking up my mental Used to care about your problems, wished that I could solve 'em Pushed me away, oh yay, ain't that shit so awesome? Though I pulled up in a wagon still might leave out in a 'vette Two things that I care about, my family and a check Living in the moment, give a fuck about what's next Imma find out either way so why the fuck we supposed to stress? You wouldn't tell 'bout the issue, how the fuck I'm supposed to guess? That's one of them moments where it feel like you just treat me like the rest It fall on me cuz I believed you when you said it'd never end Like did you mean it? Or you really out here playing for pretend? You broke my heart so sit there, tell me how the fuck we gon be friends I'm gon be honest I don't really think I wanna make amends But you said I was the problem, could be crying in a benz I said it's love from the beginning man that shit'll never end (And I don't wanna say the wrong thing) (And I-) (I just want you to know,) (That I'm sorry) (And I'll keep apologizing for long as it takes) (I know I made a big mistake) (I'm sorry for what I did, I didn't mean it) (I wish I could take it back) (I wish it didn't knock us off track like it did) (I wish, things could be back like it was before) (Before I let the words come out, without thinking it through) (I just didn't think it through) Why all the people that I love the most the ones that hurt me? Why ever single girl I seem to like just don't deserve me? Every time I pick my head up, lose another person close to me Like can I just get a chance to fucking breathe, like how it supposed to be? Party in the front, I roll my problem in a wood Skrt off in a GLE, I'm riding through the hood One day I'll pick my head up, everything be going good I just gotta focus on myself the rest is understood

She over here giving brain to me She said I love when you sing to me Money it just ain't a thing to me This music shit it ain't a game to me I'm busy running my bands up While you complain and throwing your hands up Might pour up more lines then a stanza Say fuck it we take you for ransom She over here giving brain to me She said I love when you sing to me Money it just ain't a thing to me This music shit it ain't a game to me I'm busy running my bands up While you complain and throwing your hands up Might pour up more lines then a stanza Say fuck it we take you for ransom I might say fuck it and pour some shit I might say fuck it and roll some shit I just might fuck on the baddest bitch Wavey gon fuck on the raddest bitch I might say fuck it and pour some shit I might say fuck it and roll some shit I just might fuck on the baddest bitch Wavey gon fuck on the raddest bitch Like hold up Lemme talk to em At least a band on my fit with I walk through Told em watch your tone when you talk too Though I'm putting in work I'm the boss too Guess that's why yo bitch wanna sex me Why she always chilling with her bestie Wanna guess please? Yeah that's me Can't test my name, Can't press me If we talking bout bands I got hella If we picking out thorns I want Bella Know she feeling the vibe we not regular She gon fuck with the kid cuz I'm pressure Know they peeping the drip when they see me Why they hate but they still wanna be me Imma leave 'em in wonder like Stevie Know my diamonds they shining in 3D Ksubi with the Ricky, that lil thotty picky She gon give me hickey, gripping on my blicky Asked her if she ready, go girl give me heady Always keep a Becky, she said wavey reck me She over here giving brain to me She said I love when you sing to me Money it just ain't a thing to me This music shit it ain't a game to me I'm busy running my bands up While you complain and throwing your hands up Might pour up more lines then a stanza Say fuck it we take you for ransom She over here giving brain to me She said I love when you sing to me Money it just ain't a thing to me This music shit it ain't a game to me I'm busy running my bands up While you complain and throwing your hands up Might pour up more lines then a stanza Say fuck it we take you for ransom