Bando. and Isaiah Rashad - Payday

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Ayy, herringbone chain swang a bit, telephone ring hang the bitch
I just answer for the dough, dough, dough, dough, dough, dough
Yeah, I can't even really explain this shit
It ain't really been the same since I got some change
I just wanted more, more, more, more, more, more
Yeah, ayy, payday (payday)
Please get rid of my headache (headache)
Need my change like mayday (mayday)
Need my bank so heavy (yeah, yeah)
Ayy, we just really wanted more, more

Yeah, yeah, ayy
I need my bank doubled up, tripled up, Westbrook probably be proud of me
Soon as my stock bubble up, know it's up for anybody that doubted me
I'ma get pounds indeed, I just got mouths to feed
I done been 'round the block, I done put time in that, niggas ain't clockin' me
Oh yeah, Southside, nigga, made man
I bag clean up for real, I might just heat up for real
Propane, king of the hill (propane, man, propane)
Goteng beat up the hymns, I'm up nine thou', wow, B up to win
The pack drop now B in demand
I bet I max out then re-up again, bitch, keep up
I'm pushin' the grind up, shawty
Either you down or moving around
But please make up your up mind, shawty
I don't got time for nothing but profit
What is you talkin' 'bout, shawty?
Hop out my trap house, shawty
Bando. got it on lockdown, top down, moving through the levels
Hit the pedal when I go, go, go, go, go

Ayy, herringbone chain swang a bit, telephone ring hang the bitch
I just answer for the dough, dough, dough, dough, dough, dough
Yeah, I can't even really explain this shit
It ain't really been the same since I got some change
I just wanted more, more, more, more, more, more
Yeah, ayy, payday (payday)
Please get rid of my headache (headache)
Need my change like mayday (mayday)
Need my bank so heavy (yeah, yeah)
Ayy, we just really wanted more, more

Yeah, me and my dog on punters
Bitch ass nigga don't run up (yeah)
All my kinfolk cut up (yeah)
All theses hoes gon' love it
Me and my dog don't talk on a everyday basis but still get money
Me and my bitch don't talk on a everyday basis but you still can't touch her
Nigga might ball like stunna (yeah)
I was just there last summer (yeah)
I was just there like-
I was just there last summer (I was just there like-)
Run through check, well run it (run it)
Seven digits like phone numbers (numbers)
Call up Jet put my face on the pack (ayy, ayy)
Look like Tony when I'm making it stack
All this pain and I need it
I need my coin and the meter
We only answer for the dough like I'm making pizzas
Like I'm making pizzas, nigga, are you eating?
Yeah

Ayy, herringbone chain swang a bit, telephone ring hang the bitch
I just answer for the dough, dough, dough, dough, dough, dough
Yeah, I can't even really explain this shit
It ain't really been the same since I got some change
I just wanted more, more, more, more, more, more
Yeah, ayy, payday (payday)
Please get rid of my headache (headache)
Need my change like mayday (mayday)
Need my bank so heavy (yeah, yeah)
Ayy, we just really wanted more, more

Written by:
Brandon Anderson, Isaiah McClain, Kyle MacCaughtry

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