Paul Wall & Termanology – Blue Bill Bandit Lyrics

Blue Bill Bandit Lyrics by Paul Wall & Termanology

[Chorus: Termanology & Paul Wall]
Countin’ up bills, they the color of the ocean
Blue bill bandit, we just grind with devotion
Rubber bands on the knots, champagne toastin’
Account overflowin’ ’cause the hustle’s in motion
Countin’ up bills, they the color of the ocean
Blue bill bandit, we just grind with devotion
Rubber bands on the knots, champagne toastin’
Account overflowin’ ’cause the hustle’s in motion

[Verse 1: Paul Wall]
Well, it’s the blue bill bandit
AKA last man standing
Notwithstanding the underhanded
Let’s get an understanding, my respect, I demand it
It went just like I plannеd it ’cause my gamut’s out this planet
I’m somewhеre stuck between how it was and how it is
Tryna find my purpose through the power shift
Amongst the powerless, I shed all cowardice
Now I’m back to slappin’ tricks like a powdered fist
Without a hitch, how the plan go off
I go off and give it all and always show off
If it go throwed off, you get told off at no cost
Interfere, you get broke off like Tom Brokaw
My ice wrist got me lookin’ like Olaf
No days off, the hard work always pays off
No cough, full cup of Big Mo sauce
I go buckwild, I can’t go soft
Come on

[Chorus: Termanology & Paul Wall]
Countin’ up bills, they the color of the ocean
Blue bill bandit, we just grind with devotion
Rubber bands on the knots, champagne toastin’
Account overflowin’ ’cause the hustle’s in motion
Countin’ up bills, they the color of the ocean
Blue bill bandit, we just grind with devotion
Rubber bands on the knots, champagne toastin’
Account overflowin’ ’cause the hustle’s in motion

[Verse 2: Termanology]
Yeah, uh
Every day you wake up is a blessing
Your health is your best investment
Your humbleness go a long way
I don’t be stressed, I be thinking, “What’s next?”
Vision board on my wall, I’m just tryna fill it up
Fill this cup with this Crown Royal ’til I’m spitting up
Me, I got a problem, I don’t know how to chill
Drunk driving with the fifteens in the Bonneville
Chrome on the wheels, low on the cardigan
Pardon him, keeping shit real is a part of him
I’m about building, y’all about gossiping
Puerto Rican princess on me like Jocelyn
Jot the hits down all day for my neighbor
I don’t mind writing as long as I get the paper
Blue bill bandit, haters can’t stand it
Of course they jealous of you when the love is organic
[Chorus: Termanology & Paul Wall]
Countin’ up bills, they the color of the ocean
Blue bill bandit, we just grind with devotion
Rubber bands on the knots, champagne toastin’
Account overflowin’ ’cause the hustle’s in motion
Countin’ up bills, they the color of the ocean
Blue bill bandit, we just grind with devotion
Rubber bands on the knots, champagne toastin’
Account overflowin’ ’cause the hustle’s in motion