MAKE HER DANCE lyrics

[Intro]
(Etrizzle, this a banger)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

[Verse 1]
Off this bean, I can't even sit still (Sit still)
f*ck ten friends, b*tch, I need me ten mil', ayy (f*ck friends)
Posted with the suckers, f*ck around and get spilled (Get shot, boy)
Have feelings for a b*tch? Not a lot, not even a lil' (I can't)
Oh, he throwin' up that sh*t? We gon' f*ck around and send a blitz (Man, what?)
She just wanna f*ck me 'cause these diamonds on my wrist (On my wrist)
I ain't want the cat, I just put it on her lips (Hey)
I don't wanna chit-chat, just give me the blue strips (Give me the chos)
I do not want a Glock with no switch (Ayy)
I ain't jumpin' in that car if that load got no tints, ayy (Got no tints)
Pockets lookin' dry, you fiendin' for more chips (No money)
Ayy, this chop'll drop you, think you Hulk Hogan
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah way this chopper knock
Black mask out the sunroof when we spin the block (Southside)
Tens, fifties, hundreds, thousands (Thousands)
Don't matter how much that b*tch cost, I'ma spend a lot

[Chorus]
I got bands all in my pants
And I'ma spend it just 'cause I can
Now she tryna take off her pants
'Cause she know bands gon' make her dance
I got bands all in my pants
And I'ma spend it just 'cause I can
Now she tryna take off her pants
'Cause she know bands gon' make her dance
[Verse 2]
Ayy, jump in the whip, I got pape' and the sticks (I'm a thug)
Before we got rich, we was into pullin' skits
I ain't never been a simp, I ain't never chased a b*tch
Oh, he dropped another diss? We gon' put him on the list (Ayy, ayy)
I got whips I don't drive, this b*tch sittin' in the crib (Sittin')
Why this b*tch in the section like she ain't got no kids? (What the f*ck?)
Gang back there, pull it up, it can't fit (Ayy, ayy)
Pull up and walk out, you know you won't miss (Grrah)
Straight off the plane, I'ma bring 'em to the CNC (Bring 'em to the crib)
I got this sh*t in a headlock, no DDT (Ayy, ayy)
Throw that sh*t up, send shots like the CDC (Grr)
This b*tch tryna wipe me down, old DVD (Wait, what?)
Like that BBL cool, but don't mean sh*t to me (It don't mean sh*t)
I'm tryna see a hundred thousand out her skinny jeans (I'm tryna see chos)
Ayy, before we had a switch, we had a lemon squeeze (Grrt)
Ain't no workers, only bosses that can sit with me, ayy (Ayy, ayy)

[Chorus]
I got bands all in my pants
And I'ma spend it just 'cause I can
Now she tryna take off her pants
'Cause she know bands gon' make her dance
I got bands all in my pants
And I'ma spend it just 'cause I can
Now she tryna take off her pants
'Cause she know bands gon' make her dance