Lyrics

Bando, gettin' so high She know I'm Bando She say that I'm way too fly yeah Condo yeah, oh high yeah Cause I'm Bando, fly yeah I took you to the condo Now we gettin' so high And she know that I'm Bando She saying that I'm way too fly And shorty got a man though She got me on her mind But I need my money pronto You gone see me trappin' on the grind I'm up in the bando Watch how I make a stack get high Send it home with the pack on by If you don't got my money, Please don't come by Don't do this for shows, Oh don't waste my time Lowkey on the road Lowkey on the grind Fly more birds then you niggas combined Up two fours I been up all night Come hop in the benz let's take a flight Let's take a flight yeah You aint going home tonight Make you mine all night yeah I aint really trynna' fight Why you lookin' fine on sight yeah Why you trippin' I'm alright Let me tell you life ain't nice yeah Baby gon' pay the price I picked her up in my beamer I fucked her up I'm a sinner Since then you lost your crown I'm sorry that I let you down I'm off lean i don't wanna drown I'm lazy just hear my sounds I'm crazy I'm outta town I took you to The condo (condo) Now we gettin' So high (gettin' so high) And she knows that I'm Bando (Bando) She saying that I'm way too fly (way too fly) And shorty got a Man though (man though) She got me On her mind (on her mind) But I need my money Pronto (pronto) You gone see me trappin' On the grind (On the grind yeah) I'm up in the bando Watch how I make a stack Get high (get high) Send it home with the pack On by (come buy) If you don't got my money, Please don't come by (come by) Don't do this for shows, Oh don't waste my time Lowkey on the road, Lowkey on the grind Fly more birds then you niggas combined Up two fours I been up all night Come hop in the benz let's take a flight Got the bag in my line of sight Getting money you know the drill (know the drill) Mix the lean up with the sprite I'm sippin' dirty now I'm feeling ill (feeling ill) I don't care how they feel Im chasing money let's keep it real Im in the streets I'm making deals It's triple S behind the wheel Its getting hot up in the scene (scene) I do the dash and dip in the beams (beam) Im back to the bando smoking green (green) The traphouse my money machine (machine) Dirty money still get it clean Pockets full when I'm wearing jeans Chasing paper since a teen Can't speak about half the shit that I seen I took you to the condo (condo) Now we gettin' so high (gettin' so high) And she knows that I'm Bando (Bando) She saying that I'm way too fly (way too fly) And shorty got a man though (man though) She got me on her mind (on her mind) But I need my money pronto (pronto) You gone see me trappin' on the grind (on the grind yeah) I'm up in the bando Watch how I make a stack get high Send it home with the pack on by If you don't got my money, Please don't come by Don't do this for shows, Oh don't waste my time Lowkey on the road, Lowkey on the grind Fly more birds then you niggas combined Up two fours I been up all night Come hop in the benz let's take a flight
Writer(s): Santino Shayan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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