Bando
Yuh think back
Think back
Think back
Think back
Think back
Think back
Think back
Think back
Think back to the bando
Flip that to a condo
Think back to the untold
Stories that we can't tell now
Think back to the bandos, ah
Flip that to a condo
Lit up like a candle, ah
Think back to the untold now
Think back to the bandos, ah
Think back to the bandos now
Think back to the bandos, ah
Think back to the bandos now
Think back to the bandos, ah
Think back to the bandos now
Think back to the bandos now
Think back to the bandos
Yeah, whose man doe
No more randos
They try sit court side
We haffi bruck man ankles
We got handles
Them want beef, we at Nandos
I don't wanna get man cancelled
Son them boys
So my brothers they uncles
My brother they uncles
Brothers dem fathers
Fuck them, diss me
We bringing disorder
No more tameness
No Impala
I put the honor above all the dollars, yeah
I put the honor above all the dollars
I put Chanel on that pretty girl collar
Now she hit me everyday just to holla
Think back to the bando
Flip that to a condo
Think back to the untold
Stories that we can't tell now
Think back to the bandos, ah
Flip that to a condo
Lit up like a candle, ah
Think back to the untold now
Think back to the bandos, ah
Think back to the bandos now
Think back to the bandos, ah
Think back to the bandos now
Think back to the bandos, ah
Think back to the bandos now
Think back to the bandos now
Think back to the bandos
Hold on, hold on
Cyan get cold or frozen
Wi haffi get gold, that's goals, man
Can't touch keys, less keys Keys pon Roland
We high roller, heat on solar
Ice pon polar
We not sober
We smoke ogre
No Fiona
I roll this Doja
Over and over and over and over
I'm a Soulja, hold this world
Right on my shoulder
Roll like Rover
And they throwing them stones
In glass homes
We crush dem boulders
And we may be young
But jokes on dem
Our souls are older now
Think back to the bando
Flip that to a condo
Think back to the untold
Stories that we can't tell now
Think back to the bandos, ah
Flip that to a condo
Lit up like a candle, ah
Think back to the untold now
Think back to the bandos, ah
Think back to the bandos now
Think back to the bandos, ah
Think back to the bandos now
Think back to the bandos, ah
Think back to the bandos now
Think back to the bandos now
Think back to the bandos
Whose man doe
Whose man doe
Whose man doe
Think back
Think back
Think back
Think back
Think back
Think back
Think back
Think back to the bando
Flip that to a condo
Think back to the untold
Stories that we can't tell now
Think back to the bandos, ah
Flip that to a condo
Lit up like a candle, ah
Think back to the untold now
Think back to the bandos, ah
Think back to the bandos now
Think back to the bandos, ah
Think back to the bandos now
Think back to the bandos, ah
Think back to the bandos now
Think back to the bandos now
Think back to the bandos
Yeah, whose man doe
No more randos
They try sit court side
We haffi bruck man ankles
We got handles
Them want beef, we at Nandos
I don't wanna get man cancelled
Son them boys
So my brothers they uncles
My brother they uncles
Brothers dem fathers
Fuck them, diss me
We bringing disorder
No more tameness
No Impala
I put the honor above all the dollars, yeah
I put the honor above all the dollars
I put Chanel on that pretty girl collar
Now she hit me everyday just to holla
Think back to the bando
Flip that to a condo
Think back to the untold
Stories that we can't tell now
Think back to the bandos, ah
Flip that to a condo
Lit up like a candle, ah
Think back to the untold now
Think back to the bandos, ah
Think back to the bandos now
Think back to the bandos, ah
Think back to the bandos now
Think back to the bandos, ah
Think back to the bandos now
Think back to the bandos now
Think back to the bandos
Hold on, hold on
Cyan get cold or frozen
Wi haffi get gold, that's goals, man
Can't touch keys, less keys Keys pon Roland
We high roller, heat on solar
Ice pon polar
We not sober
We smoke ogre
No Fiona
I roll this Doja
Over and over and over and over
I'm a Soulja, hold this world
Right on my shoulder
Roll like Rover
And they throwing them stones
In glass homes
We crush dem boulders
And we may be young
But jokes on dem
Our souls are older now
Think back to the bando
Flip that to a condo
Think back to the untold
Stories that we can't tell now
Think back to the bandos, ah
Flip that to a condo
Lit up like a candle, ah
Think back to the untold now
Think back to the bandos, ah
Think back to the bandos now
Think back to the bandos, ah
Think back to the bandos now
Think back to the bandos, ah
Think back to the bandos now
Think back to the bandos now
Think back to the bandos
Whose man doe
Whose man doe
Whose man doe
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Writer(s): Leighton Paul Walsh, Sebastian Zapata, Kristoff-carl Grizelle
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