Tory Lanez – “Band A Man” [Audio, Lyrics, Video]

Date 2021-04-15

Category Foreign Music, Lyrics, Music Video, New Music

Canadian rapper, Tory Lanez unveils the visual for “Band A Man” co-produced by Edsclusive, Michael Sebastian Romero, Joseph DaVinci & The Beat Menace. Watch the video, listen, buy, stream, read the lyrics, mp3 download the song.

Tory Lanez Band A Man

Tory Lanez Band A Man

Tory Lanez – Band A Man (prod. Edsclusive, Michael Sebastian Romero, Joseph DaVinci & The Beat Menace)

Lyrics

[Intro]
Edsclusive
Aight fuck that, this how we gon’ do this
It’s about twenty of us
We gon’ play a game called “Band a man”
It’s twenty of us, we put a band each nigga
We got twenty thousand of everything, nigga
Y’all know what the fuck we doin’ when we walk in here, it’s lit, shellin’ shit
Band a man, band a man, band a man, band a man, band a man

[Chorus]
Let’s do a band a man, I promise as soon as we walk in, my nigga, we shellin’ (Grrrr)
Let’s put up a band a man, and we gon’ walk in that bih’, make the pussy niggas jealous (Yeah, yeah, yeah, grrr)
Let’s put up a band man, my nigga it’s twenty of us, that’s at least twenty bottles
We put up a band a man, my nigga, we hoppin’ on a jet, we goin’ to Mars (Yeah, yeah, yeah, grrr)
Let’s do a band a man, I promise as soon as we walk in, my nigga, we shellin’ (Grrrr)
Let’s put up a band a man, and we gon’ walk in that bih’, make the pussy niggas jealous (Yeah, yeah, yeah, grrr)
Let’s put a band man, my nigga it’s twenty of us, that’s at least twenty bottles
We put up a band a man, my nigga, we hoppin’ on a jet, we goin’ to Mars (Yeah, yeah, yeah, grrr)

[Verse 1]
Tory, ayy
And that’s my dawg, and that’s my dawg, and that’s my dawg
Put your arms around their shoulder if that’s your dawg
We tuck two black Amex cards and that’s no fraud
You ain’t my dawg if we ain’t made about
A 100k lost, 20 satin covered Rolls
Scale a Patek, ten Rolls Royce
Hoppin’ up out the frost
I’m a pimp, CC got no tint, CC caught no tint
Flexin’ on my ex, she see me lil’ TT caught that bih, ayy
I’m with the runners and scammers and I’m with the scammers and runners, we damage the summer
I’m a real stabber but I be with niggas that’s trappin’ and still sellin’ dope to your mama
I’m in the Hummer, I jump out the Hummer
My bitch she a thugger, go dun-dun-dun-dun-dun
My trap keep jumpin’, my black keep stuntin’, push that button yo (Vroom)
Tap, hoe, no cap, bitch, you a rat, you probably told on the gang
Spun it one time with the mask on, spun it two times with no mask so they know my name
Oh, hoe, you don’t know my name
Went straight to the jeweler, made it glow on my chain
Me and my dawgs goin’ band a man
My trappers, they trappin’, my scammers scam (Let’s go)

[Chorus]
A band a man, I promise as soon as we walk in, my nigga, we shellin’ (Grrrr)
Let’s put up a band a man, and we gon’ walk in that bih’, make the pussy niggas jealous (Yeah, yeah, yeah, grrr)
Let’s put up a band man, my nigga it’s twenty of us, that’s at least twenty bottles
We put up a band a man, my nigga, we hoppin’ on a jet, we goin’ to Mars (Yeah, yeah, yeah, grrr)
Let’s do a band a man, I promise as soon as we walk in, my nigga, we shellin’ (Grrrr)
Let’s put up a band a man, and we gon’ walk in that bih’, make the pussy niggas jealous (Yeah, yeah, yeah, grrr)
Let’s put a band man, my nigga it’s twenty of us, that’s at least twenty bottles
We put up a band a man, my nigga, we hoppin’ on a jet, we goin’ to Mars (Yeah, yeah, yeah, grrr)

[Verse 2]
Uh, strip club, let’s all buy a thousand in ones
It’s twenty of us, that shit gon’ look wild when it comes, uh
Now we in here lit, we looking ’bout we what we does
Sixteen bottles came out, we paid the dub (Haha)
Whip caught a bih’, ice caught a stutter, stick
Bitch, this ain’t no 50 Cent
Bitch, I’m ballin’, shootin’ out the tint
Out the club, bitches goin’ crazy, say they want a pic
Try to set me up, my dawgs’ll kill you, ain’t no Michael Vick
Black Panorama, that bih’ move with stamina
Break what you buy and I’m payin’ the damages
I’m gettin’ high as the longitude, lattitude
I got a bad lil’ bitch with an attitude, uh, uh
She wanna stay with us
And it’s twenty niggas, what they say to us?
We got twenty thousand at the motherfuckin’ door, the pussy niggas ain’t gon’ play with us
I spent twenty thousand at my section
Twenty niggas, twenty bottles and we flexin’, ayy
The DJ gotta shout us out too, ayy
Ballin’ on that bitch, I’m talkin’ out too, uh

[Chorus]
A band a man, I promise as soon as we walk in, my nigga, we shellin’ (Grrrr)
Let’s put up a band a man, and we gon’ walk in that bih’, make the pussy niggas jealous (Yeah, yeah, yeah, grrr)
Let’s put up a band man, my nigga it’s twenty of us, that’s at least twenty bottles
We put up a band a man, my nigga, we hoppin’ on a jet, we goin’ to Mars (Yeah, yeah, yeah, grrr)
Let’s do a band a man, I promise as soon as we walk in, my nigga, we shellin’ (Grrrr)
Let’s put up a band a man, and we gon’ walk in that bih’, make the pussy niggas jealous (Yeah, yeah, yeah, grrr)
Let’s put a band man, my nigga it’s twenty of us, that’s at least twenty bottles
We put up a band a man, my nigga, we hoppin’ on a jet, we goin’ to Mars (Yeah, yeah, yeah, grrr)

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