Ahh!
Spending nights in the bando...woah
Told my n**a thru the phone i got something in the oven cooking up, no thats a
Lingo...woah
Spending nights in the bando...woah
Told my n**a thru the phone i got something in the oven cooking up, no thats a
Lingo...woah
If you understand the definition of a real n**a we could chill, we could hang tho...woah
Gotta understand that business only business,nah n**a we can't mix it up with friends
Tho...no
This is nights in the bando...woah
Nights in the bando, this ice got my hand froze
Kites to the can til all my n**s land home
Grind til i afford the drop, im working like im on the clock
Stir it when the water hot, bag it and serve it on the spot
Im just bar teasing, you could tell the squad eating
Ton of cash, hundred bags, you'd think we robbed millions
Don's season, get ya b**h and ya jewelry took
Killers in the courtroom, got the jury shook
I let this fully cook, give a f**k how a bully look
They tryna figure out how much holes to back of his hoodie took
Now thats the meaning of a death wish
Fully loaded nina leave his head split
Look how im dressed b**h, you expect me to stress shit?
Hoe relax, half a stack just for the left kick
A n**a living what he rappin bout
Lord forgive me , i let killers in my mama house
Ohh.. Told my n**a thru the phone i got sum in the over cooking up, no thats a
Lingo...woah
Thats a lingo
Spending nights in the bando...woah
Told my n**a thru the phone i got something in the oven cooking up, no thats a
Lingo...woah
If you understand the definition of a real n**a we could chill, we could hang tho...woah
Gotta understand that business only business,nah n**a we can't mix it up with friends
Tho...no
This is nights in the bando...woah
Spending nights in the bando...woah
Told my n**a thru the phone i got something in the oven cooking up, no thats a
Lingo...woah
If you understand the definition of a real n**a we could chill, we could hang tho...woah
Gotta understand that business only business,nah n**a we can't mix it up with friends
Tho...no
This is nights in the bando...woah
I know you think im just talking
We could meet up wherever you n**s want then
Got me feeling like dre in straight outta compton
Got me feeling like making straight outta bronx and
Ion think they understand tho
Why my n**s moving keys like they playing pianos
Baking soda on the floor when i step in the bando
They think im illuminati with this eye on my kenzo
And the way i take ya b**h i make you think its simple
When she take me to her crib, slide my d**k on her dimple
Guess she thought that i was rich, i was driving a rental
Now im with my n**a bubba boolin in the benzo
Get the f**k up out your feelings n**a
Get some f**g money those
My brothers if i got it they get anything from me
Same balmains everyday, n**s think im bummy
Same jeans for a week, they cost 1700
Ahh!
