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CENTRAL CEE FT. LIL BABY - BAND4BAND LYRICS

 "Central Cee ft. Lil Baby's 'Band4Band' is a hit track about wealth, luxury, and loyalty. Explore themes of success and high life in this standout hip-hop song."

CENTRAL CEE FT. LIL BABY - BAND4BAND LYRICS

I'm not in the mood cah my flight delayed

So I jumped on a private jet and I'm askin' the pilot the ETA

Lambo' parked on the landin' strip, everyone in my gang and my DJ paid

Why's my man talkin' 'bout Inshallah? These times, he don't even pray

Why's my man wearing a Jesus piece?

How does she squeeze in them jeans?

Big behind and petitest waist

Take time with the GBG, we don't beef nobody like GBK

Woke up on the wrong side of bed

So he's gonna get slapped if I don't have my Ps today

I love my young boy, I won't lead him 'stray

I'm stuck to lil' bro like PVA

Paid already, I don't need no hit song

We don't need ID, lil' bro seventeen in the club, he ain't scrollin' TikTok

Fs just saw him a thick one

"Which one? Who do you want, bro? Pick one"

If I shoot my shot, I'll hit one

Matter of time 'til I get them all ticked off

Alright


We can go band for band, fuck that, we can go M for M

Quarter mill' for the Maybach truck, double R with the factory rims

I got the 90, the Urus, the Virgil, the Brabus, I'm really a threat

It's got to the point that I don't even care

I got jewels in the safe that I don't even wear (uh)


Bro'll do it for some shoes and some clothes

You'll see what he'll do for a necklace

'Rari truck, look like a spider

It's crawlin', a dollar on just the accessories (damn)

She make me wanna go harder

I like her whole aura, I think I'm obsessed with her

They hit him up on his birthday

Did him the worst way, he had a death wish

I get right under they skin

I don't even try, I guess I can't help that shit

I'ma have love for bro for life

If we talk or not, I step with 'em

Of course you could beat me at talkin'

Ain't no back and forth, wait 'til we catch up with 'em niggas

Knockin' a bag and makin' the opposite mad

I done fell in love with it

UK Selfridges, with a cute one (ooh)

Bank account look good, it's a new one (yeah)

You the type like to type on computers (wow)

Got a mask, but he ain't no shooter

Top ten when she don't act bougie

Me and your friends we can go to Aruba

Hit France, it depend on my mood

This a Maybach Benz, this ain't no Uber

We can go band for band, fuck that, we can go M for M

Momma got a body like Kim and 'em

Momma been killin' that gym

We can go watch for watch, from chain to chain, the rings, I'm him

I done got rich, but I'm still with the shit

Land in London and go to the ends


We can go band for band, fuck that, we can go M for M

Quarter mil' for the Maybach truck, double R with the factory rims

I got the 90, the Urus, the Virgil, the Brabus, I'm really a threat

It's got to the point that I don't even care

I got jewels in the safe that I don't even wear



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