Don Toliver – Bandit Lyrics

Bandit Lyrics
[Pre-Chorus]
(I did it for love)
Ride the highway, ride the bus (Rock it, rock it)
Walk my house, look like I’m impressed (Radio, radio)
Walk in the strip, she gon’ make it bust (Bust it, bust it)

[Chorus]
I do damage (Bust it)
A nigga can’t stand it (Bust it)
Psycho bandit (Bust it)
Like it’s Marilyn Manson (Bust it)
Got the cash advancin’ (Bust it)
Get the Sprite and enhance it (Bust it)
Pour the Wock’ out the pantry (Bust it)
Take a sip when I’m dancin’ (Bust it)
She gon’ play like a Plan B (Bust it)
Know she lit like a candle
Booted up in the car seat
Hold a nigga up for ransom
Want her back? Better call me (Bust it)
It’s whatever, I’m geeked
‘Bout to punch out the party

[Verse 1]
You niggas ain’t fly, this shit lookin’ dummy (Yeah)
I’m ’bout to get friеd, I look like a mummy (Bust it)
I’m gettin’ this cash, it’s Monday through Sunday
I guess you won’t talk if it ain’t about thе money (Bust it)
My boys in the trap, and they jump like a bunny
Got pounds and pills, it ain’t nothin’ funny
I fuck from the side and I keep the bitch cummin’
If I gotta reach up, I’ma keep the bitch dummy
When I slide in that coupe, boy, i keep that bitch hummin’
We don’t reroute that bitch, all the way to the sun
Get deep in the pipe, yeah, deep like a plumber
Why would I keep it, I give away lotta
I just [went fucked her?], they didn’t gave to my brother
Eat it for dinner, oh, eat it for supper
Why would you keep it, oh nigga, you [sucker?]
Why would you keep it, oh nigga, you [suck?]

[Pre-Chorus]
(I did it for love)
Ride the highway, ride the bus (Rock it, rock it)
Walk my house, look like I’m impressed (Radio, radio)
Walk in the strip, she gon’ make it bust (Bust it, bust it)

[Chorus]
I do damage (Bust it)
A nigga can’t stand it (Bust it)
Psycho bandit (Bust it)
Like it’s Marilyn Manson (Bust it)
Got the cash advancin’ (Bust it)
Get the Sprite and enhance it (Bust it)
Pour the Wock’ out the pantry (Bust it)
Take a sip when I’m dancin’ (Bust it)
She gon’ play like a Plan B (Bust it)
Know she lit like a candle (Bust it)
Booted up in the car seat (Bust it)
Hold a nigga up for ransom (Bust it)
Want her back? Better call me (Bust it)
It’s whatever, I’m geeked (Bust it)
‘Bout to punch out the party

[Verse 2]
These niggas ain’t fly, this shit lookin’ dummy
I’m ’bout to get fried, I look like a mummy
I’m gettin’ this cash, it’s Monday through Sunday
I guess you won’t talk if it ain’t about the money
My boys in the trap, and they jump like a bunny
Got pounds and pills, that ain’t nothin’ funny
I fuck from the side and I keep the bitch cummin’
If I gotta reach up, I’ma keep the bitch dummy

[Outro]
Run up the [bi?], got a [TV?], huh
Yeah, [?] boy like a VV, huh
How did you [?] see me, huh?
Put you on the watch like CV, huh
White-land nigga wanna be me, huh
Four-five, whippin out [?], huh
Drive-by, screamin’ the demon, huh
Fuck is you sayin, I’m geekin’, huh