Bndz In Münich Lyrics

Yeah

Uhehuh

Money be stupid

Now we up in Münich

Yeah, we countin' bands up in Münich, woah

Fuck that bitch, then I just scoot her left I need a new bitch oh (yeah)

She wanna cut me off, (yeah)

She wanna tell me I'm wrong (yeah)

She wanna show me her closet, (yeah)

Like, baby, I'll show you a boss (yeah)

Like, baby, tell me what you want

I been thinkin' about cuttin' you off

I been thinkin' about how I'm the boss

And I been thinkin' about money, I'm on

We walk into Louis, try everything on

I knew she was sweet, just like Cinnabon

I knew she want me, so I told her, come on

And then when we greet, shit kickin' right off

Yeah, she look in my eyes, I was faded, (oh)

Lil' ho, she was asian

It was somethin' in the makin

It was somethin' she was cravin (yeah)

She givin' that head, it was A-10

But I can tell that she had aten

And I don't like niggas hatin so, I don't like bein' cased in (yeah)

That boy, he talk to the cops, fed-ass nigga can't hang with a bop

And a lot of niggas is givin' me props

New .23 that bitch gon' pop

She older than me, she like what I'm on

And we droppin' the threes, in the fanta

We up in the D, if you wanna talk

But we not bout beef, we get the queso

And if she wanna cheat, she get thrown off

You know she want my meat, so I told her, what's up

All them hatin' ass niggas, I don't give a fuck

And if you not my nigga, you can't get a buck

And I'ma be rich, you ran out of luck

Popped two of them motherfuckers, I think I'm stuck

Smoked two of them niggas, and they feel the runtz

And this motherfuckin' choppa it packin' a punch (Yow)

Yeah, we countin' bands up in Münich, woah

Fuck that bitch, then I just scoot her left I need a new bitch oh (yeah)

She wanna cut me off, (yeah)

She wanna tell me I'm wrong (yeah)

She wanna show me her closet, (yeah)

Like, baby, I'll show you a boss (yeah)

Like, baby, tell me what you want

I been thinkin' about cuttin' you off

I been thinkin' about how I'm the boss

And I been thinkin' about money, I'm on

We walk into Louis, try everything on

I knew she was sweet, just like Cinnabon

I knew she want me, so I told her, come on

And then when we greet, shit kickin' right off

Yeah, tell me how you feel

Please, baby, just be real

Please, give me that spill

Please, I'm what you want

Show me just how you feel (She wont do that)

You gotta show me just how you feel

Fuck that bitch, then I just scoot her left I need a new bitch oh (yeah)

Cut me off

Tell me I'm wrong

Yeah, Oh

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