BVNDZ DP Beats (Ft. Chief Keef)

[Intro]
DP on the beat

[Chorus]
I don't drive normal cars, my shit got the wings (Got the wings)
I might land in Chicago for some wings
I don't ride regular cars, my shit got the key
I call my FN and [?] low [?]
I don't tell lies, bitch 100 percent
How you don't understand? This shit common sense
Diamonds on me just dance
[?]
When I was young, I was throwing them hands
Only thing I believe in is bands

[Verse 1]
[?] trap house for them bands
Nigga, we scouting for them bands
Nigga, we [?] them bands
[?] for them bands
If I'm locked up, I can't count bands
Imma hop on the stage, just give me them bands
And bitch, I'm on the phone with them bands
You thought it was [?] bands
You gotta have bands just to talk to me (Gotta have bands, gotta have bands)
And if you wanna talk, bitch, just walk with me (God damn, god damn)
And if you ain't talking no bands, don't talk to me (Bands, he ain't got bands)
I swear, I love when them bands is brought to me (Bands, bands)
These bitches be digging a lio (Bitches be digging a lio)
I'm dodging these bitches, the cops, my P.O
[?] C4
And I got a strap inside of my [?]
Hit you with this [?]
[?] three fuckin' zero