Baby E - Bando lyrics

(Yeah, uh-huh) (Yeah-eh) [Hook: Baby E.] I’ve been trappin out the bando Chillin’ with my grandma Grew up down in Florida Raised me in the end though Say they raised me in the end though, yeah [Verse: Baby E.] Shout out to my day-ones And the place I came from Living in the hills now Used to be a trailer Me and all my homies We done came a long way Copper catchin’ cases just for tryna steal bologna Maybe he the prodigy AKA the greatest f** ’em if he hate I’m the peoples’ favorite Had to take the negative Turn into a positive Now I’m doing everything they probably thought I never could, yeah [Verse: Lil Wayne] Nothing’s ever easy (no) Was on the outside looking in with a squeejee (oh) Then I got the game from, [?] BG (woah) I went from wearing C-Z’s to yellow bling-bling Lord I remember when the birds was just tweeting Moses wearing BB, not BC-BG Lord I remember when these hoes was not so freaky Yes I remember when these hoes was being cheeky But now they tweakin’ for a n***a, I’m a rockstar I like my red carpet redder than my eyeballs She got that pep in her step, I knock her socks off And to the left, to the left, like the south pole And I keep dozing off, [?] the codeine She said I need to stop, b**h, guess who I don’t need The trap head cost me a duffel bag of hundreds It’s my way or the highway, and I see traffic coming (skrr) And my homies got more white than abercrombie So baby knock yourself out she started shadowboxing And my homies wear all black, act like they got that And these hoes act like they topics, b**h we talk ’bout profits [Hook: Baby E.] I’ve been trappin out the bando Chillin’ with my grandma Grew up down in Florida Raised me in the end though Say they raised me in the end though, yeah [Verse: Hoody Baby] b**h, I’m the man b**hes used to call me manage With that white girl, this a pair, vanish Sell a whole thing for 32 like magic Pull up with the plug, b**hes think I speak Spanish I remember back when a n***a never had sh** Just a bad b**h, 3 pounds, and a mattress She ran off with the work, so it’s like I never had sh** I can’t even lie, I could have k**ed that b**h Had to make a trap, she want the money or the hoes, my n***a Coke prices up and down like gold, my n***a Rockin’ shows, my n***a Rockin’ O’s, my n***a In the Double-R on this rocky road, my n***a [Hook: Baby E.] Trappin out the bando (Young Moolah, baby!) Chillin’ with my grandma Grew up down in Florida Raised me in the end though Say they raised me in the end though, yeah [Verse: Baby E.] Shout out to my day-ones And the place I came from Living in the hills now Used to be a trailer Me and all my homies We done came a long way Copper catchin’ cases just for tryna steal bologna [Hook: Baby E.] Trappin out the bando Chillin’ with my grandma Grew up down in Florida Raised me in the end though Say they raised me in the end though, yeah