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Santino Shayan
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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
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