Bando
I was just stuck in the bando I had to go get my bands up
Now my hood they call me the goat
She ain't want to f*** I ain't have nothing threw up a pic in the phantom
Now she want to give me the throat
Yea he got shot cause he ran up fn is tucked where my pants at
I cannot play wit these folks
Heard ya money running low I just scored another load
I was just stuck in the bando I had to go get my bands up
Now my hood they call me the goat
She ain't want to f*** I ain't have nothing threw up a pic in the phantom
Now she want to give me the throat
Yea he got shot cause he ran up fn is tucked where my pants at
I cannot play wit these folks
Heard ya money running low I just scored another load
Did the bust down now I went plain Jane
Bro took the jet he was tired of the plane
S*** went bad f it come wit the game
Bud slowed down f*** it switch it to cane
Jag on e f*** it hop in the range
Ran up a quarter no cop on my name
Fifty of that I had spent on some chains
Hit up the plug told em send me a bean
Money keep coming and I keep on stunting
That might be the reason ya h want to choose
Fn is filled up with thirty you must be a fool
If you think that you taken these Jewels
Bro he on house running that s*** up
He said shot out these n***** want me to lose
I was really trapping I was really jugging
Getting it off right in front of the stoop
I love the sound of the money macchine all of these n***** is scemes
I'm maken money and they maken memes
Killa's is wit me nocap try me they make a scene
100 thousand all blues vvs's in my jewls 223's in the tool
Gotta watch how I move, I can never be no food
I was just stuck in the bando I had to go get my bands up
Now my hood they call me the goat
She ain't want to f*** I ain't have nothing threw up a pic in the phantom
Now she want to give me the throat
Yea he got shot cause he ran up fn is tucked where my pants at
I cannot play wit these folks
Heard ya money running low I just scored another load
I was just stuck in the bando I had to go get my bands up
Now my hood they call me the goat
She ain't want to f*** I ain't have nothing threw up a pic in the phantom
Now she want to give me the throat
Yea he got shot cause he ran up fn is tucked where my pants at
I cannot play wit these folks
Heard ya money running low I just scored another load
We aint going back broke
I give the young n hope in my hood I heard they calling me the goat
Pulling something to clean yea them haters saying its a note
Feds watching through the peep whole I heard they think we selling dope
Now I got a semi inside of this wheel don't you tempt me
You try my and you going to get wacked
But I bet you knew that
I got the phone for the zones you can pull up and get you a slab
Shotout just called me and told me that package just landed
And you can meet me by the back
Moving weight in the trenches my team getting back
I can show you how to run up them racks
Many men wan to hurt me
But im in the trenches and I got it on me n I aint worried
Pull up something to clean red on the out inside hersey
Momma said son I knew that you'll be a boss since you was 13
I was just stuck in the bando I had to go get my bands up
Now my hood they call me the goat
She ain't want to f I ain't have nothing threw up a pic in the phantom
Now she want to give me the throat
Yea he got shot cause he ran up fn is tucked where my pants at
I cannot play with these folks
Heard ya money running low I just scored another load
Now my hood they call me the goat
She ain't want to f*** I ain't have nothing threw up a pic in the phantom
Now she want to give me the throat
Yea he got shot cause he ran up fn is tucked where my pants at
I cannot play wit these folks
Heard ya money running low I just scored another load
I was just stuck in the bando I had to go get my bands up
Now my hood they call me the goat
She ain't want to f*** I ain't have nothing threw up a pic in the phantom
Now she want to give me the throat
Yea he got shot cause he ran up fn is tucked where my pants at
I cannot play wit these folks
Heard ya money running low I just scored another load
Did the bust down now I went plain Jane
Bro took the jet he was tired of the plane
S*** went bad f it come wit the game
Bud slowed down f*** it switch it to cane
Jag on e f*** it hop in the range
Ran up a quarter no cop on my name
Fifty of that I had spent on some chains
Hit up the plug told em send me a bean
Money keep coming and I keep on stunting
That might be the reason ya h want to choose
Fn is filled up with thirty you must be a fool
If you think that you taken these Jewels
Bro he on house running that s*** up
He said shot out these n***** want me to lose
I was really trapping I was really jugging
Getting it off right in front of the stoop
I love the sound of the money macchine all of these n***** is scemes
I'm maken money and they maken memes
Killa's is wit me nocap try me they make a scene
100 thousand all blues vvs's in my jewls 223's in the tool
Gotta watch how I move, I can never be no food
I was just stuck in the bando I had to go get my bands up
Now my hood they call me the goat
She ain't want to f*** I ain't have nothing threw up a pic in the phantom
Now she want to give me the throat
Yea he got shot cause he ran up fn is tucked where my pants at
I cannot play wit these folks
Heard ya money running low I just scored another load
I was just stuck in the bando I had to go get my bands up
Now my hood they call me the goat
She ain't want to f*** I ain't have nothing threw up a pic in the phantom
Now she want to give me the throat
Yea he got shot cause he ran up fn is tucked where my pants at
I cannot play wit these folks
Heard ya money running low I just scored another load
We aint going back broke
I give the young n hope in my hood I heard they calling me the goat
Pulling something to clean yea them haters saying its a note
Feds watching through the peep whole I heard they think we selling dope
Now I got a semi inside of this wheel don't you tempt me
You try my and you going to get wacked
But I bet you knew that
I got the phone for the zones you can pull up and get you a slab
Shotout just called me and told me that package just landed
And you can meet me by the back
Moving weight in the trenches my team getting back
I can show you how to run up them racks
Many men wan to hurt me
But im in the trenches and I got it on me n I aint worried
Pull up something to clean red on the out inside hersey
Momma said son I knew that you'll be a boss since you was 13
I was just stuck in the bando I had to go get my bands up
Now my hood they call me the goat
She ain't want to f I ain't have nothing threw up a pic in the phantom
Now she want to give me the throat
Yea he got shot cause he ran up fn is tucked where my pants at
I cannot play with these folks
Heard ya money running low I just scored another load
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Writer(s): Quindell Simpson, Shotout 10st
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