BANDO Lyrics

Pull up a Fanta's, I'm po'd wow

Po' up a fo' n I'm throwed, wow, wow, wow, yeah

Pull up a Fanta's, I'm po'd, wow

Po' Up a fo n I'm throwed

Felt like the GOAT in my neighborhood

Yellin' for love n without

I got the plug but I won't.......

Still in the middle of the map

I cannot wait to get home

I might start kickin' with gats

I don't mind pimpin' a pack

face melt you off of a dab

My playa so playa, they trap in my palace

Fiends lookin' through the glass

At War with themselves, I'm pushin' that malice

Pinky out, I was sippin' the chalice

These playas no challenge, I've been through the lows

So I'm findin' my balance

I've been at the fold, so my soul up in callus

The soles of my shoes, got me some mileage

You trick, you got money, you got hoes and designer

I don't wear Dolce & Gabbana

I don't wear Prada, I don't rock Gucci

I'd rather have me an uzi

Riding shotgun in a two-seat

Put it together real loosely

Structure I want turnin' my life into a movie

These hoes aint nothing but groupies

These hoes aint nothing but groupies

These hoes aint nothing but groupies

These hoes aint nothing but groupies