CAPA/TRACKLIST

Letra : Bando

Rollin more joint when I geek on the bando
F**kin on a b*t*h, I don't f**k with no bad hoe
I'll be eatin pu**y, b*t*h, I eat it like taco
Imma pop that indon and gon feel like I'm rambo
I'm in the couch countin stacks with this .44
Smoke hella joint got my eyes lookin low tho
Finish the drank, I'll be like "pour me more"
When I trappin off my phone and got geeked on the bando

Livin like wiz and smoke all this sativa
Then f**kin on a b*t*h, she lowkey like khalifa
I bounce her for a week, now she wanna be my diva
I make her switchin lanes, b*t*h you know im a playa
Ballin I supposed to be a playmaker
Got this lil b*t*h a** snitchin imma swipe her
Finna stay active that's why I popped these hyper
And make another banger, makin moves like I'm major
High, ain't no high from the xanny
Goin to the club, get more high off the perky
High school kids flex the fake gucci fanny
Tommy on my jeans make yo b*t*h lick my penny
What ? What you sayin, lil b*t*h ?!
I know what you thinkin when you with your lil d**k
You can't smokin with the og on the bando
I know what u tryna cop, not me, but free yayo
Rollin more joint when I geek on the bando
F**kin on a b*t*h, I don't f**k with no bad hoe
I'll be eatin pu**y, b*t*h, I eat it like taco
Imma pop that indon and gon feel like I'm rambo
I'm in the couch countin stacks with this .44
Smoke hella joint got my eyes lookin low tho
Finish the drank, I'll be like "pour me more"
When I trappin off my phone and got geeked on the bando