JAMES BANDS lyrics

[Intro]
Wake up F1lthy
Ah sh*t
Yo what?
Ayy, ayy, yuh

[Chorus: SATURNULTRA]
Walked up in the place and that b*tch asked me who I am
b*tch my name is Bands (Bands, who?)
James Bands
Hop up on the stage and watch me do my money dance
In a tailored suit that’s full of gas like a f*cking can
I can hardly blame you if you don’t know who I am
But for reference, my name’s Bands (Bands, who?)
James Bands
Only posts that’s on my ‘gram are pictures from my fans
Only in the venue if there’s room there for my clan

[Bridge: SATURNULTRA]
I just had a Monster now I’m trynna find your hiding spot
Showed your b*tch my di*k like Danny Brown and now her eyes are sore
Know I keep it massive when it’s flaccid off the Tylenol
When I ride with Dialup I don’t believe in right or wrong

[Verse 1: AOL]
Smoking on di*ks and my Glock got a p*nis
I get these bands because I am a genius
I feel like Run in my dusty Adidas
I wipe his nose like a muhf*ckin' Kleenex
Hop on the beat and I snap like a Venus
I kill a opp and then hop on his remix
Smoking on weed 'til I'm leaning like Pisa
Walk in this b*tch and they treat me like Jesus
Smoking on pack, smoking on gas, smoking on p*ss, smoking on ass
Smoking on mids 'cause I ran outta racks
I walk in this b*tch and I feel like the man
Walk in this b*tch with James Bands
All this money putting me in a trance
You're with some dorks, I’m with my fags
1-800 b*tch we chasin’ a bag
This is real
[Verse 2: Charlotte Crosby]
Real
b*tch I’m f*cking real
When I’m in the business I’m coming for the steal
These b*tches on Twitter, they think that know me
But they don’t know sh*t they don’t live with the homie
I’m mentally ill but I’m ready to go
[?] you just ready to go

[Verse 3: doin' fine]
Walk in this b*tch with my di*k on hard
Engine gonna roar with a ripcord start
Do you don't you with the motherf*ckin' two fold feelings
I feel it, and yes I know that I need it
I find some gold in my readings
I know a couple of people who seething, when speakin' about me
Wow, astounding
Anyways I’m winning, c*nt
Boy you gotta sit in my lap like Santa
Hit you with a motherf*ckin’ ray it's manta
Going to the city sipping’ mango Fanta
James Bands, now I get my bands up
Stands up, every stanza noxious sound
Metal to you nuts like Casino Royale
Get it stuck in her butt like the Suez Canal
Walk in this b*tch and everyone thinks I’m Superman
[Verse 4: zombAe]
James Bands when I walk off
Killer head call her Oddjob
I just made a n*gga log off
Off a pop off ain’t no rocks on
Rock in sock, just like some robots, yeah
Handlebars like Flobots, yeah
I got no emotion, yeah
And I know I know that sh*t
Imma turn you Britney
Whippin’ up that Whitney
I got no soul
I got nothing you can [?]
Yeah I got that hurricane
I’m whippin’ that [?]
Inside my own sixty
I’m gonna leave him six feet

[Verse 5: PK Shellboy]
PK got the fat c*ck
Higher than some crack rock
Want smoke? Say it to my face I don’t want back talk
c*ck out, spin it like a [?]
Goldfinger, pus*y so tight it make my hand [?]
I nut so hard like a fur art commissioner
Then my di*k goes soft like some fabric conditioner
Yeah I filled that glass with some [?]
Feels like an F1 race, she overworking my piston
[?] in the pus*y like my name’s Amelia
c*ck on the block and I won’t be concealing it
[?]
Suck my banana no rubber I’m peeling it
Flows got the spice [?]
Wearing some Ricks like I’m Ross, yuh
[?]
f*ck on her good she was tossed, yuh
[Verse 6: ilysm]
b*tch I shoot until I hear that click click click like Adam Sandler
My opps stopped popping now they want me as they necromancer
Ily all fan service, why you look nervous?
b*tch I’m too pretty, all y’all f*ckers just do service
I take like twenty, thirty shots, Resident Evil
I give 'em smoke while they let off Steam like Gabe Newell
I’m with James Bands, my heat just ripped my pants
That war criminal too smooth, I hit my dance
(Hahaha)

[Chorus: SATURNULTRA]
Walked up in the place and that b*tch asked me who I am
b*tch my name is Bands (Bands, who?)
James Bands
Hop up on the stage and watch me do my money dance
In a tailored suit that’s full of gas like a f*cking can
I can hardly blame you if you don’t know who I am
But for reference, my name’s Bands (Bands, who?)
James Bands
Only posts that’s on my ‘gram are pictures from my fans
Only in the venue if there’s room there for my clan