Bando Boyz - Welcome to the Bando lyrics

[Introduction: Box, Bacon, Pullout Brian] f** everything Bando Oh God... [Verse 1: Box] Yo, I'm the f**ing man Riding big cars, flying planes in Japan Sinking this beat like I'm quick sand Smart like the kid, got the master plan You are my friend, you don't have to amend Please. The Bando in the lion's den You n***as old, we the newest trend Bam, that sounds real nice Black on this beat like I'm Wesley Snipes We only get girls, we don't like to fight We high in the air like a f**ing kite I'm done [Verse 2: Pullout Brian] It's the Bando Boyz from Co-op Hall And my boy Umoja's pretty tall (He is) That's probably cause he got a flat top (Flat top) And he slapping all the thots It's Jersey City And you know we pretty busy But your hair be looking sh**ty (Ew) So wear a hat and you know I got it (Yup) Bando Boyz: we are the hottest In town Want some pizza right now (Now) Playing Words with Friends I build a tent With my boy Paco (Paco) Hit you with a taco (Taco) Me and your girl flew to Morocco (b**h!) [Verse 3: Cowboy Jesse] Hi Adrian Lau Yup Shazam Rode up on a sleigh f** a good day I don't give a hay You say nay I want a pay day When is it May? Eat with a tray I have a hot dog You thought I was gay But really you are Twinkle twinkle little star, damn f** around Saw a circus clown On a pitcher's mound What is that sound? It's you, it's me No... What about that tree? Hahaha... Okay, seriously bruh. Alright, alright... Facebook, you might get poked f** around, you might get choked Or maybe, we'll play jump rope Either I'm still chilling On a feeling To the ceiling Take a kneeling to the king Let me hear you sing OOOOOOOOH! [Verse 4: Bacon] Who that bearded n***a in the snow hat? (It's Bacon) Why he always wearing that? Does he think that sh**'s swag? Does he wear it in the summer? Does he think he Donald Glover? (Nah) Bando Boyz ain't sh** (f** outta here) Yo, yo Shut your pie hole Shoot you in your eye hole So I better not catch a b**h f**ing eye roll Haters just fans in denial We ain't friends, motherf**ers we are rivals Fighting for surivival n***as coming at us like Atheist to Bible War paint on my face like I'm tribal 'Cause I'm ready for whatever Took your b**h out, think her name was Heather She had these leggings on, think they made of leather Nutted, then I gutted her just to send a message Bando Boyz ain't sh** to f**ing mess with, n***a