Mustard – 100 Bands

Mustard – 100 Bands Lyrics

Artist: Mustard
Song: 100 Bands

(feat. YG, Meek Mill, 21 Savage & Quavo)
Whoop, woo!
Y’all already know who I am? Right?
Let’s go

Hunnid bands (Oh, woo), hunnid bands (Oh, woo)
Hunnid bands (Oh), hunnid bands (Oh, hunnid bands)
10 bands (Oh, 10 bands) in the right hand (Oh, right)
10 bands (Oh, hey) in my left hand (Oh, let’s go, yeah)

Make her best friend (Woo) be her hype man (Hype man)
You keep going big (Woo) she wanna fight, damn (Going big)
Bad b#tches in my city catching flights, damn (Bad)
Popping big bands when they hit the lights, damn (Cash)

I pull down on your city
In your city, they f#ck with me (City)
And these b#tches f#cking with me
‘Cause I represent my city (f#ck with me)

In the kitchen, you can witness
All this cash that we gettin’ (Whoop)
If you started, we gon’ finish
Whole gang with the bidness (Here we go, bidness, bow)

Hunnid bands (Woo), hunnid bands (Woo)
Hunnid bands, hunnid bands (Hunnid bands)
10 bands (10 bands) in the right hand (Right, 4Hunnid!)
10 bands (Hey) in my left hand

Santa Claus bag, ho sit up on you (Ho sit)
Suge Knight bag, had the shooters get up on you (Flip)
You see the red Lamborghini as I hit the corner (As I hit the corner)
YG got his sh#t together, he a business owner (Oh, oh)

Popping tags, shopping bags, n#gg# I gotta brag (Gotta brag)
The YSL don’t fit, I ain’t even take it back (f#ck that sh#t)
Ella Mai trippin’, we do a lot of that (A lot of that)
But it ain’t ever ’bout a b#tch, we trip to Cabo, Jack (Skrrt, ayy)

Big bands on me, drumline (Big bands)
I just let the money talk, don’t need no punchline
I like the sunshine so I said, “f#ck the rules” (What is that?)
If you ’bout a bag, holla, “Suu whoop!” (Let’s go!)

Hunnid bands (Oh, woo), hunnid bands (Oh, woo)
Hunnid bands (Oh), hunnid bands (Oh, hunnid bands)
10 bands (Oh, 10 bands) in the right hand (Oh, right)
10 bands (Oh, hey) in my left hand (Oh, Yeah, yeah)

More money (More money), more b#tches (More b#tches)
More milli’s (More milli’s), more riches (Yeah)
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, I got four b#tches
And they squatting on that dick like they doin’ fitness

Said he looking for me, came through in the drop top (Skrrt)
Spent a corner in the dorm, while the opps watch (Let’s get it)
I’m too rich to go through somethin’ about a thot, thot (Huh)
Feds grabbed you, you back home, oh you a cop, cop (Huh)

This sh#t serious (This sh#t serious)
Bad b#tch gon’ give me brain, she on her period (She on her period)
In the trenches of Dubai, they don’t know where he is (Where ya at?)
Is that a bird? No, that’s a jet, yeah, there he is (Gang)

Hunnid bands (Oh, Gat), hunnid bands (Oh, Gat)
Hunnid bands (Oh, Gat), hunnid bands (Oh, hunnid bands)
10 bands (Oh, let’s get it) in the right hand (Oh, right, woah)
10 bands (Woah, woah) in my left hand
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Release Year: 2019