Another Bando

[Intro: Boldy James] Let me get my cash up They ain't fucking with the bando, yeah (Where we at with it?) Before we hit the bando, yeah (227) Trap another bando, yeah (Let's get it, Mafia, what else?) [Verse 1: Boldy James] Bro keep calling home, he just want to kick it Brodie on the other phone wanna know the ticket Told him hold on, had to click over on my Cricket Trapping in the drug zone, all we know is brick it Used to pour some margaritas, copping bows, some biscuits Started fucking with the ether, now we on to Memphis Brokе it down, in the D, the coke bе so expensive On the Mile in that GT, feeling so relentless Morgantown, West D niggas know the business Quarter pound to a key, now he owing interest Blowing loud in the V, windows tinted Four thousand just to see, spent that on some lenses Niggas start drifting me, bet they won't admit it You don't want these, this ain't what you recommended Remember nights, no sleep, couldn't catch a rhythm Now everything AMG kitted on the Benzes [Chorus] Let me get my cash up They ain't fucking with the bando, yeah Before we hit the bando, yeah Trap another bando, yeah Let me get my cash up They ain't fucking with the bando, yeah Before we hit the bando, yeah Trap another bando, yeah [Verse 2: Jai Imani] Me and bro was trapping to the store Know I got my pole on me, gotta keep it close If a nigga roll up, turn him to a ghost Add him to the list of niggas that we had to smoke My nigga told me that his funds low, I told him to make his gun blow How the fuck you gon' be broke and your gun loaded? Heard your cousin front you tons, you can't unload 'em How we know that you the one? Your day ones told us I remember me and Chuck, we was blunt blowing Trying to get up out this slump, moving slow motion Pour me up a double cup, I just love potion Switch the flow up, that's gon' keep the cash flowing Went from blowing on bags, now I'm bag blowing I been back in the trap with my mack homies I feel safe on the lab with this MAC on me I ain't talking 'bout making no tracks brodie Nah, I remember nights I was wishing on a star I remember riding five deep in the car I remember telling my niggas we finna ball Now look at us all, cashing out on whatever we want [Chorus] Let me get my cash up They ain't fucking with the bando, yeah Before we hit the bando, yeah Trap another bando, yeah Let me get my cash up They ain't fucking with the bando, yeah Before we hit the bando, yeah Trap another bando, yeah Let me get my cash up They ain't fucking with the bando, yeah Before we hit the bando, yeah Trap another bando, yeah Let me get my cash up They ain't fucking with the bando, yeah Before we hit the bando, yeah Trap another bando, yeah