Bando

Lyrics

[Chorus: Burna Bandz] Trapping out the bando, bando I gotta make it back home, back home I gotta bring that bag home, bag home I gotta bring that bag home, bag home I ain't never hated nigga just waited Get up off my ass had to go get it Take hella risks up in them trenches, lord forgive us for the way that we living Trapping out the bando, bando I gotta make it back home, back home I gotta bring that bag home, bag home I gotta bring that bag home, bag home For the money, you know nigga I'm with it Took some L's, man, you don't know the feeling Momma hit my phone she steady tripping Gotta check a bag, I'm on a mission [Verse 1: Burna Bandz] Going crazy man I'm stuck in the kitchen Gotta get the bread my palms are itching Hou on the stove whipping the chicken This life we live got these young niggas tripping Like why is you niggas be hating 'Cause a young nigga getting this money This lil' cheque laid off 'till Monday And we still trap hard on a Sunday And lil' bro demon, all he know is that gunplay And I'm cooling where it ain't safe Running up in your crib and I'm heading for the safe Need a big crib for all my crodies And some phone calls for all my hitters Some of my bros in they cells, they sitting Late nights gotta get it, lil' nigga I'm on a mission Man I'm tryna stack a million And these bitches all in they feelings But I ain't tryna feel shit [Chorus: Burna Bandz] Trapping out the bando, bando I gotta make it back home, back home I gotta bring that bag home, bag home I gotta bring that bag home, bag home I ain't never hated nigga just waited Get up off my ass had to go get it Take hella risks up in them trenches, lord forgive us for the way that we living Trapping out the bando, bando I gotta make it back home, back home I gotta bring that bag home, bag home I gotta bring that bag home, bag home For the money, you know nigga I'm with it Took some L's, man, you don't know the feeling Momma hit my phone she steady tripping Gotta check a bag, I'm on a mission [Verse 2: Houdini] Get to the bag on a mission They moving bait for the fishing OG steady whipping in the kitchen Giving me no time to listen Tornado up in the pot, ain't gonna stop 'till it lock Remember them days had to rob Playing the trap was my job He say he play in the trench But he be really asking for heads, what a flob Put in the footwork a lot, I answer my phone a lot Don't talk loose on the lines, it's hot Reminder got the fish scale No complaints on this scale Free my bros, can't get bailed Get that shit off the boat sale You know I got them zones for sale You took a whole month you failed Can't make the undies trail me Came up off the bando safely OG's to youngins rate me Living NASCAR crazy, crazy block that raised me [Chorus: Burna Bandz] Trapping out the bando, bando I gotta make it back home, back home I gotta bring that bag home, bag home I gotta bring that bag home, bag home I ain't never hated nigga just waited Get up off my ass had to go get it Take hella risks up in them trenches, lord forgive us for the way that we living Trapping out the bando, bando I gotta make it back home, back home I gotta bring that bag home, bag home I gotta bring that bag home, bag home For the money, you know nigga I'm with it Took some L's, man, you don't know the feeling Momma hit my phone she steady tripping Gotta check a bag, I'm on a mission