Back To the Bando (Prod. By Zaytoven)

Trapping out the houses, boards on the windows

Trapping out the houses, where we came from

Trapping out the houses, where we at

Trapping out the houses, trap trap trap

Trapping out the houses, boards on the windows

Trapping out the houses, where we came from

Trapping out the houses, that's where we at

Trapping out the houses, trap trap trap

Trapping out the houses, with boards on the windows

A lot of y'all claim bandos but I know y'all pretenders

You know we the beginners, originate inventors

If you knocking at my bando more than twice you cannot enter

Fishscale rocking

Cooking in Versace

Nıggas baller blocking

Feds still watching

Molly sent in, percocet, xans

Break a whole pound down, cap off extra grams

Trap season ‘come tax season, Uncle Sam

Bricks all white like the hair off of Sisqo

Pots real greasy like I wiped it down Crisco

Pulled up on a young nıgga ask him what he lick for

50 packs in the hood because I made it rappin'

Gave a cutie to my nıggas down the road I made it happen

Gave straps to my nıggas that I knew was bout that action

Birds sangin', Toni Braxton, in my trunk, I'm swerving traffic

Trapping out the houses, boards on the windows

Trapping out the houses, where we came from

Trapping out the houses, where we at

Trapping out the houses, trap trap trap

Trapping out the houses, boards on the windows

Trapping out the houses, where we came from

Trapping out the houses, that's where we at

Trapping out the houses, trap trap trap

Trapping out the houses, got more cheese than mouses

Kicking in your door, I'm looking for the fuccing ounces

Wave around that chopper I'm intimidate spouses

Flipping over sofas, found a 100 in the couches

20 bales of soft, I let that alarm go off

Jerz know he slurred trippin to let one off

What the fucc nıgga, you trippin', you want the police to run up in the house?

He said he won't give the key up to the safe, I'm bout to put this strap in his mouth

Back to the bando, we go

Back to the backseat they loving the flow

QC they call us Deathrow

We ain't straight outta Compton, we straight out the Nawf

I'm in da city like Dro

Roll a backwood, no drough, lotta cookie dough (girl scout)

Broke nıggas tickle me, Elmo

Bando part 2 on the radio

You nıggas are Captain-Save-A-Hoe

I'm a bit better than a playa hoe

You nıggas go to them local shows

My bank account is on overload

Y'all nıggas ain't put your wrist in the pot

Get you a knot, they go come to yo a spot

Trap out the bando, cause nıggas they watch

Hit you artillery, nıggas gon' plot

Trapping out the houses, boards on the windows

Trapping out the houses, where we came from

Trapping out the houses, where we at

Trapping out the houses, trap trap trap

Trapping out the houses, boards on the windows

Trapping out the houses, where we came from

Trapping out the houses, that's where we at

Trapping out the houses, trap trap trap