Bando

[Pre-Chorus: Don Q & A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]

Spending nights in the-

Ha!

Spending nights in the bando, woah

Told my nigga through the phone I got something in the oven cooking up

Know that's the lingo, woah

Don!

[Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]

Spending nights in the bando, woah

Told my nigga through the phone I got something in the oven cooking up

Know that's the lingo, woah

If you understand the definition of a real nigga

We could chill, we could hang though, woah

Gotta understand that business only business

Nah, nigga, we can't mix it up with friends though, no

This is nights in the bando, woah

[Verse 1: Don Q]

Nights in the bando, this ice got my hands froze

Kites to the can 'til all my niggas land home

Grind 'til I afford the drop, I'm working like I'm on the clock

Stir it when the water hot, bag it and serve it on the spot

Im just bar teasing, you could tell the squad eating

Ton of cash, hundred bags, you'd think we robbed Nieman's

Don season, get your bitch and your jewelry took

Killers in the courtroom, got the jury shook

I let this fully cook, give a fuck how a bully look

They tryna figure out how much holes the back of his hoodie took

Now that's the meaning of a death wish

Fully loaded nina leave his head split

Look how I'm dressed bitch, you expect me to stress shit?

Ho relax, half a stack just for the left kick

A nigga living what he rhyming 'bout

Lord forgive me, I let killers in my mama's house

[Pre-Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]

Spending nights in the bando, woah

Told my nigga through the phone I got something in the oven cooking up

Know that's the lingo, woah

That's the lingo

[Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]

Spending nights in the bando, woah

Told my nigga through the phone I got something in the oven cooking up

Know that's the lingo, woah

If you understand the definition of a real nigga

We could chill, we could hang though, woah

Gotta understand that business only business

Nah nigga we can't mix it up with friends though, no

Spendin' nights in the bando, woah

[Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]

Spending nights in the bando, woah

Told my nigga through the phone I got something in the oven cooking up

Know that's the lingo, woah

If you understand the definition of a real nigga

We could chill, we could hang though, woah

Gotta understand that business is just business

Nah nigga we can't mix it up with friends though, no

This is nights in the bando, woah

[Verse 2: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]

I know you think I'm just talking

We could meet up wherever you niggas want then

Got me feeling like Dre in Straight Outta Compton

Got me feeling like making Straight Outta Bronx and

I don't think they understand though

Why my niggas moving keys like they playing pianos

Baking Soda on the floor when I step in the bando

They think I'm Illuminati with this eye on my Kenzo

And the way I take your bitch I make you think it's simple

When she take me to her crib, slide my dick on her dimple

Guess she thought that I was rich, I was driving a rental

Now I'm with my nigga Bubba boolin' in the Benzo

Get the fuck up out ya feelings nigga, get some fucking money

Those my brothers, if I got it they get anything from me

Same Balmains every day, niggas think I'm bummy

Same jeans for a week, they cost seventeen hundred, ah