WDYM?
Armanibanz Lyrics


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I-I-I rob that bank, yeah, for sure
Run up for a milli, yeah, that's still the goal
Bitches on bitches, I can't even fold
I got diamonds on my wrist, my shit be so cold
"Armani, how are you doin?", I'm doing great
I'm just goddamn baked, man, I feel like an ape
I be minding mine, so how the fuck did you hate?
I heard you talkin', now that boy better escape
What do you mean?
I hear what you sayin', but what do you mean?
It ain't adding up, nigga, like, what do you mean?
Nah, fuck that shit, bitch, I'm finna leave
You got me damned, bitch, what do you mean?
Nah, dumbass bitch, what the fuck do you mean?
Call me Danny 'cause I won me that green
Not fuckin' with these niggas, they sayin' I'm mean
Thе chopper 7 too, I call that Kyrie
I rat-tat-tat-da, then I skrrt off thе scene
No Lebron, I'm finna carry my team
I've been fuckin' with you, you hiding behind the screen
Ahem, nigga, where is you at?
Walk up to that front door, you finna get clapped
They call me Khalil, I stay with that Mac
I'm finna smack you, bitch, you betta get back
I'm finna smack you bitch, you betta get back
She be grippin' on my dick like a all star
I ain't into rap lil' bitch, I'm a rockstar
Slidin' them 6's, so we pull out the [?]
She ain't no demon, I feel like a pastor
Sick I left ya, huh?
You like when I fuck like I'm Dexter, huh?
You ain't got no bands, can't sit next to ya'
I stay with that shit, she's like a chaser, huh?
My problems gonna touch ya, molester yah'
Wake up in the morning, get me a bag
I'm workin' and chase them out, pop me some tags
You ain't got no bands, get off your ass
Around that, how you give a bitch your last?
All of my niggas gonna smart with a mask
On top of those lingers, betta do your task
[?], pose with the jazz
What do you mean?
I hear what you sayin' but, what do you mean?
It ain't adding up nigga like, what do you mean?
Nah fuck that shit bitch, I'm finna leave
You got me damned bitch, what do you mean?
Nah dumbass bitch, what the fuck do you mean?
Call me daddy cause I won me that green
Not fuckin' with these niggas, they sayin' I'm mean
They droppin' 7's, till' I call up Kyrie
I rat-tat-tat-da, then I skrrt off the scene
No Lebron, I'm finna carry my team
I've been fuckin' wit you, you hiding behind the screen
Ahem, nigga, where is you at?
Walk up to that front door, you finna get clapped




They call me Khalil, I stay with the Mac
I'm finna smack you bitch, you betta get back

Overall Meaning

The opening lines of “WDYM?” by Armanibanz! depicts his intention to do whatever it takes to achieve the ultimate goal of making money by robbing a bank. He has bitches on his side and diamonds on his wrist which make him feel confident and superior. Armanibanz! seems to be in a good mood and feels as if he is at the top of the world. He questions the intentions of people who talk behind his back and wonders what they truly mean. He emphasizes his dominance by suggesting that anyone who crosses him will face dire consequences.


As the song progresses, Armanibanz! continues to showcase his confidence and power, stating that nobody can stand in his way. He scornfully refers to those who do not have money as a “dumbass bitch” and encourages them to leave. He compares his skill to that of a professional athlete - “No LeBron, I’m finna carry my team” references LeBron James, but also suggests that Armanibanz! will do better than he does. Throughout the song, he promises to take up violent action and chase those he perceives as his enemies.


Overall, “WDYM?” by Armanibanz! is a song that showcases his confidence and power. The lyrics emphasize the importance of money and the ability to dominate and intimidate others.


Line by Line Meaning

I-I-I rob that bank, yeah, for sure
I definitely robbed that bank


Run up for a milli, yeah, that's still the goal
I'm still working towards earning one million dollars


Bitches on bitches, I can't even fold
I have so many women in my life, it's overwhelming


I got diamonds on my wrist, my shit be so cold
I have expensive diamond jewelry that's very flashy


"Armani, how are you doin?", I'm doing great
Someone asked me how I'm doing and I responded positively


I'm just goddamn baked, man, I feel like an ape
I'm high on marijuana and feel like an animal


I be minding mine, so how the fuck did you hate?
I keep to myself, so why do you have a problem with me?


I heard you talkin', now that boy better escape
I heard someone talking about me and they better run away


What do you mean?
I don't understand what you're trying to say


I hear what you sayin', but what do you mean?
I heard your words, but I'm still not sure what you're trying to say


It ain't adding up, nigga, like, what do you mean?
Your words don't make sense to me, what are you actually trying to convey?


Nah, fuck that shit, bitch, I'm finna leave
I don't want to deal with this nonsense anymore, I'm leaving


You got me damned, bitch, what do you mean?
You've put me in a difficult situation, I don't know what you want from me


Nah, dumbass bitch, what the fuck do you mean?
I think you're being stupid, what exactly are you trying to say or do?


Call me Danny 'cause I won me that green
You can call me Danny because I earned a lot of money


Not fuckin' with these niggas, they sayin' I'm mean
I don't like these guys because they accuse me of being mean


The chopper 7 too, I call that Kyrie
I have a weapon that I refer to as Kyrie, it's probably a reference to Kyrie Irving's jersey number


I rat-tat-tat-da, then I skrrt off the scene
I fired my weapon and then quickly fled the area


No Lebron, I'm finna carry my team
I don't need anyone else's help, I'm going to take care of things myself


I've been fuckin' with you, you hiding behind the screen
I've been interacting with you online, but you're not showing your face


Ahem, nigga, where is you at?
Excuse me, where are you located?


Walk up to that front door, you finna get clapped
If you come to my front door, you're going to get shot


They call me Khalil, I stay with that Mac
People know me as Khalil and I always have my firearm with me


I'm finna smack you bitch, you betta get back
I'm going to hit you and you better move away from me


She be grippin' on my dick like a all star
She's gripping my penis really tightly like a skilled basketball player


I ain't into rap lil' bitch, I'm a rockstar
I'm not interested in making rap music, I see myself as a rockstar instead


Slidin' them 6's, so we pull out the [?]
I'm driving a flashy car and we're showing it off


She ain't no demon, I feel like a pastor
She's not a bad person, I feel like I'm a religious leader guiding her


Sick I left ya, huh?
Did I make you sick or upset when I left?


You like when I fuck like I'm Dexter, huh?
Do you enjoy when I have sex like the fictional serial killer, Dexter Morgan?


You ain't got no bands, can't sit next to ya'
If you don't have money, you're not good enough to sit next to me


I stay with that shit, she's like a chaser, huh?
I always have my firearm with me and she's like a sidekick who follows me around


My problems gonna touch ya, molester yah'
My problems are going to affect you, it's like you're being molested by them


Wake up in the morning, get me a bag
I wake up in the morning and immediately start making money


I'm workin' and chase them out, pop me some tags
I'm working hard to earn money and then spend it on expensive items


You ain't got no bands, get off your ass
If you don't have money, you need to work harder and stop being lazy


Around that, how you give a bitch your last?
In this situation, why would you give all your money to a woman?


All of my niggas gonna smart with a mask
My friends are going to commit crimes while wearing masks to protect their identity


[?], pose with the jazz
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