Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bando, artist - Burna Bandz
Date of issue: 31.03.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Bando |
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 |
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 |
LO bro demon, all he know is that gunplay and I’m cooling where it ain’t safe |
Running in the crib and I’m running for the safe, need a big crib for all my |
crodies |
And some phone calls for all my hitters, some of my bro’s 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 |
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 |
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 bro’s 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 younging’s rate me |
Living nascar crazy, crazy block that raised me |
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 |