L'A Capone - All These Bandz Better Version [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Chorus]
Bands, I got all these bands. I got all these bands. I got all these (x4)

[Verse 1: L'a Capone]
D Block be my clan. Pussy nigga, we ain't playin
Back of the club we in. Young niggas eatin'
You dudes are pretend. 60th is my land
BO8 Come in, Bank of America come in (not sure about this line)
Everybody with free band, everybody get free bands
Dont care what you sayin, we finesse gang
(?) hang off my ass, bullets come, better think fast
We eat steak, you fast. Im first place, you last
All we do is ball now, we gon' hit the mall now
He can try and rob me, bet his ass fall down
We be in them cars. Them fast foreign cars
Poke a nigga my night job. Poke for his day job
For them

[Hook : JB BinLaden]

[Verse 2: JB BinLaden]
Gucci, ferragamo. Ima tear the wall down
Neiman Marcus shopping, bitch ima tear the mall down
All we do is ball now, all these bitches call now
Try to run up on me, boy, I bet you fall down
Bitch you ain't bout nothin, go get you some money
Them niggas with me hunting, Finessin' for your money
In traffic with them hitta, we bussin of them hitta
Them bitches take a picture, im feelin like that nigga
An Instragram fanatic, my semi, automatic
And we will let you have it, put yo ass in a casket
Then go roll up a swisher, im steady stackin figures
Do not fuck with my figures or ambulance come pick up you and your mans
And BO8 my mans. And chase back down them bands
And I be with my mans, blowin loud, both fans
Bands bustin out them pants, God Damn

[Chorus]