Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bando, artist - Trav
Date of issue: 07.12.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Bando |
Remember them days when I was dead broke |
I could not forget about my bando |
Even the nights when it was dead cold |
I was still trappin out the bando |
A few months, but I lyed |
So I put a candle in the bando |
She ain’t wanna fuck me in my mom’s house |
Bet that bitch bust it in the bando |
Ain’t a place that I can’t go |
I could never forget about my bando |
The only place that I call home |
Yeah, that be my bando |
I could not forget about my bando |
I could not forget about my bando |
I was tryna go and get my bands up |
But the feds, they be usin them cameras |
Young nigga had to man up |
Then a young nigga got his bands up |
It was me and my man, we had a plan |
How we gon catch a hundred bands |
All with you, in this bando, I spent time with you |
I ain’t ever goin spend more time with you |
I be gettin money, that be all the truth |
This is all the truth, this is all the truth |
Remember them days when I was dead broke |
I could not forget about my bando |
Even the nights when it was dead cold |
I was still trappin out the bando |
A few months, but I lyed |
So I put a candle in the bando |
She ain’t wanna fuck me in my mom’s house |
Bet that bitch bust it in the bando |
Ain’t a place that I can’t go |
I could never forget about my bando |
The only place that I call home |
Yeah, that be my bando |
We got more keys than piano |
Ran a sack up, then it’s back with Trav to the bando |
In the kitchen, water whippin like I’m Santa |
Got a bad lil thing, look just like J Lo |
And I told you I’m the man |
Hoe, I need you to stand guard, while I’m countin up these grams |
Money counter, I can’t add up all these grams |
I don’t believe in Jesus, so I know I’ll go to hell |
Coke spot, I just want the money right now, dope spot |
Nigga say he run up on my squad, no he not |
Back on newyears eve, we was at the door |
I don’t want to surve out the spot without you |
I don’t wanna surve no junkies, if it ain’t with you |
Heard I was trickin, that rumer ain’t true |
You can’t come back in my bando |
Remember them days when I was dead broke |
I could not forget about my bando |
Even the nights when it was dead cold |
I was still trappin out the bando |
A few months, but I lyed |
So I put a candle in the bando |
She ain’t wanna fuck me in my mom’s house |
Bet that bitch bust it in the bando |
Ain’t a place that I can’t go |
I could never forget about my bando |
The only place that I call home |
Yeah, that be my bando |