Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kay Bandz
Kay Bandz
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shawn Ellis
Shawn Ellis
Composer
Anthony Chartier
Anthony Chartier
Composer
Vladimir Bechetnov
Vladimir Bechetnov
Composer
Quintana Mills
Quintana Mills
Composer
Kevin Tunis
Kevin Tunis
Songwriter

Lyrics

[Chorus]
I'm in my bag while you pussies get personal
He got a mask and the metal, get surgical
I'm in the trap until I crush a bird or two
I'm getting money, everything affordable
I catch a flight, getting high with the pilot
Don't know where I'll land, you don't understand
Posting in Europe till I'm in the Tropics
I'm fucking fans, I know she a fan
[Verse 1]
She crushing the Xan, mixing with the molly
Beat up the pussy, go catch me a body
Once I kick her out, she alone in the lobby
Mask in the hood, you don't know anybody
I'm tryna turn all of my opps to a Audi
Four holes in them when the police found the body
Been getting rich before y'all heard of Roddy
Private retreat, I'm out in Abu Dhabi
I'm switching the vibe, I need time in Dubai
You told me I couldn't, I'm still getting high
I'm touching real money, you just getting by
I'll spin the block, half you rappers won't slide
If police asking questions, I'm pleading the 5
It ain't no questions, I stay with the fire
We get 'em all if you touch one of mine
They ain't stop shooting till somebody dying
[Verse 2]
I'm in my bag while you pussies get personal
He got a mask and the metal, get surgical
I'm in the trap until I crush a bird or two
I'm getting money, everything affordable
I catch a flight, getting high with the pilot
Don't know where I'll land, you don't understand
Posting in Europe till I'm in the Tropics
I'm fucking fans, I know she a fan
[Verse 3]
Bros call me Kay and these hoes call me Bandz
Fresh out the yacht then I hop in the Urus
I'm spending euros on euros on euros
You save a bitch, I never been a hero
You save a bitch but shawty ain't no keeper
How's that your wife but she my favorite eater?
I ain't gon' lie, I do this in my sleep
Cook up a brick then bag it for the fiends
[Chorus]
I'm in my bag while you pussies get personal
He got a mask and the metal, get surgical
I'm in the trap until I crush a bird or two
I'm getting money, everything affordable
I catch a flight, getting high with the pilot
Don't know where I'll land, you don't understand
Posting in Europe till I'm in the Tropics
I'm fucking fans, I know she a fan
[Verse 4]
She crushing the Xans, mixing with the molly
Beat up the pussy, go catch me a body
Once I kick her out, she alone in the lobby
Mask in the hood, you don't know anybody
I'm tryna turn all of my opps to a Audi
Four holes in them when the police found the body
Been getting rich before y'all heard of Roddy
Private retreat, I'm out in Abu Dhabi
[Outro]
I'm in my bag while you pussies get personal
I catch a flight, getting high with the pilot
Don't know where I'll land, you don't understand
Posting in Europe till I'm in the Tropics
I'm fucking fans, I know she a fan
You don't understand
Written by: Anthony Chartier, Kevin Tunis, Quintana Mills, Shawn Ellis, Vladimir Bechetnov
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