Bando by T-Work Lyrics
[Chorus: T-Work]
I'm boolin' with my dealers
And you know the work keep comin', Yeah
We coolin' in the bando
I'm coolin with my hitters
And you know they go gorillas
No one fuck with us, Oh hell no
We sippin' all this liqour
Rollin' weed up in the Swisher, Yeah
We sparkin' in the bando
And all these niggas rappin'
I don't wanna hear that bullshit
I'm just thinkin' 'bout the bands bro
[Verse 1: Bray Barz]
In the bando
Ride around town wit' my mans Dope
Drop that pack off for the bankroll
When I pull right back wit' my bands though
I got the gang wit' me now
You can not hang wit' me now
Up in the trap i'mma slang me a ounce
Slang me a pound
BRR-BRR-BRR, Yeah
Ain't no tellin'
Whole lot a gang shit
Ain't no wellin'
Prolly be a felon
Nevermind that, cuz' we out here sellin'
We out here sellin'
I remember when my crib got fuckin' raided nigga
Beat the case, then trapped again
Cuz trappin' saved me nigga
Blue faced hunnit dolla' bills
My BAE popped a lot a pills
Xannies for your mommy, and the mollies for your daddy
Bitch I'm prolly in the bando, and I ain't even hit the town yet
Bitch we been the plug, call us outlets
I'm out man
[Chorus: T-Work]
I'm boolin' with my dealers
And you know the work keep comin', Yeah
We coolin' in the bando
I'm coolin with my hitters
And you know they go gorillas
No one fuck with us, Oh hell no
We sippin' all this liqour
Rollin' weed up in the Swisher, Yeah
We sparkin' in the bando
And all these niggas rappin'
I don't wanna hear that bullshit
I'm just thinkin' 'bout the bands bro
[Verse 2: T-Work]
'Bout 'Bout the bands tho
I be in the bando
My niggas trap that real woe
Shout-out to my day ones
Drinkin' somethin' real slow
My niggas gorrillas so
They callin' us some animals
My niggas can crack your skull
My niggas some crazy dudes
I'm the one tryna make it big
A lot of niggas talk a lot of shit
Fuck it dog don't listen then
Trap your shit and make some dividend
Fuck it dog it's either win or win
Fuck it dog you gotta cop that benz
After that you gotta cop some lead
It's grind time stack your presidents
Smokin good for my nutrients
Pourin up, move the shit
No rush, started with the half turn it to a pound
Slang the shit, it gets passed around
Too many jays, I'm up in the clouds
Whip in my lane, you not allowed
You not allowed, I'm gone
[Chorus: T-Work]
I'm boolin' with my dealers
And you know the work keep comin', Yeah
We coolin' in the bando
I'm coolin with my hitters
And you know they go gorillas
No one fuck with us, Oh hell no
We sippin' all this liqour
Rollin' weed up in the Swisher, Yeah
We sparkin' in the bando
And all these niggas rappin'
I don't wanna hear that bullshit
I'm just thinkin' 'bout the bands bro
I'm boolin' with my dealers
And you know the work keep comin', Yeah
We coolin' in the bando
I'm coolin with my hitters
And you know they go gorillas
No one fuck with us, Oh hell no
We sippin' all this liqour
Rollin' weed up in the Swisher, Yeah
We sparkin' in the bando
And all these niggas rappin'
I don't wanna hear that bullshit
I'm just thinkin' 'bout the bands bro
[Verse 1: Bray Barz]
In the bando
Ride around town wit' my mans Dope
Drop that pack off for the bankroll
When I pull right back wit' my bands though
I got the gang wit' me now
You can not hang wit' me now
Up in the trap i'mma slang me a ounce
Slang me a pound
BRR-BRR-BRR, Yeah
Ain't no tellin'
Whole lot a gang shit
Ain't no wellin'
Prolly be a felon
Nevermind that, cuz' we out here sellin'
We out here sellin'
I remember when my crib got fuckin' raided nigga
Beat the case, then trapped again
Cuz trappin' saved me nigga
Blue faced hunnit dolla' bills
My BAE popped a lot a pills
Xannies for your mommy, and the mollies for your daddy
Bitch I'm prolly in the bando, and I ain't even hit the town yet
Bitch we been the plug, call us outlets
I'm out man
[Chorus: T-Work]
I'm boolin' with my dealers
And you know the work keep comin', Yeah
We coolin' in the bando
I'm coolin with my hitters
And you know they go gorillas
No one fuck with us, Oh hell no
We sippin' all this liqour
Rollin' weed up in the Swisher, Yeah
We sparkin' in the bando
And all these niggas rappin'
I don't wanna hear that bullshit
I'm just thinkin' 'bout the bands bro
[Verse 2: T-Work]
'Bout 'Bout the bands tho
I be in the bando
My niggas trap that real woe
Shout-out to my day ones
Drinkin' somethin' real slow
My niggas gorrillas so
They callin' us some animals
My niggas can crack your skull
My niggas some crazy dudes
I'm the one tryna make it big
A lot of niggas talk a lot of shit
Fuck it dog don't listen then
Trap your shit and make some dividend
Fuck it dog it's either win or win
Fuck it dog you gotta cop that benz
After that you gotta cop some lead
It's grind time stack your presidents
Smokin good for my nutrients
Pourin up, move the shit
No rush, started with the half turn it to a pound
Slang the shit, it gets passed around
Too many jays, I'm up in the clouds
Whip in my lane, you not allowed
You not allowed, I'm gone
[Chorus: T-Work]
I'm boolin' with my dealers
And you know the work keep comin', Yeah
We coolin' in the bando
I'm coolin with my hitters
And you know they go gorillas
No one fuck with us, Oh hell no
We sippin' all this liqour
Rollin' weed up in the Swisher, Yeah
We sparkin' in the bando
And all these niggas rappin'
I don't wanna hear that bullshit
I'm just thinkin' 'bout the bands bro