PsychoYP
Bando Diaries Remix
[Hook: PsychoYP]
The bandos hot but the AC cold
Yeah
Grrr grr
Pow pow pow
YP
Yo, said the bandos hot but the AC cold
Could've lost your bro
Thank God you ain't take that road
More time on the block it's snow
(This shit be crazy, road on a daily)
Yeah, mums always said I got a heart of gold
Told her I got me a clothing brand
But she don't even know how many Garms I sold
[Verse: PsychoYP]
But she don't even know how many packs get flown
She could never know about the numerous cheffins
She could never know about the lies I told
She can never know that we live this life
She should never know that her boy touched road
She can never know bout 18 I was outside with
(All of the hoes)
So I do this chick like WWE
And I'm tagging in all of the bros
And I'm too blunt said I ain't running you
Running you steeze if you've never really been to a show (Yo)
The last time I had to drive down Stratford
I was with a backwood with a bad bh getting dome
Last night I was in the stu with bro
The bandos hot but the AC cold
[Hook: PsychoYP]
Said the bandos hot but the AC cold
Could've lost your bro
Thank God you ain't take that road
More time on the block it's snow
(This shit be crazy, road on a daily)
Yeah, mums always said I got a heart of gold
Told her I got me a clothing brand
But she don't even know how many Garms I sold
Said the bandos hot but the AC cold
Could've lost your bro
Thank God you ain't take that road
More time on the block it's snow (This shit be crazy, road on a daily)
Yeah, mums always said I got a heart of gold
Told her I got me a clothing brand
But she don't even know how many Garms I sold
[Verse: Young Wazi]
New Plans, Me and your shortie on xans
Whipping beats in a lab
Young n***a move packs
And I really do rap
Due racks, due plaques
And I see the fakes through cracks, they plotting man they drew maps
I was running got a few laps, I ain’t never seen you pass
Bad Bitch from Lag hit me up
When she got a new CC
I’m just tryna make ‘em see
I was seventeen when I put the size on my feet
They Low-Key hate me bro
And so, they jack the swag take the clothes
I roll these n***as in a pack, shit was trash
Made me choke
Sip the Drank, Hit the Bank get an AZ Load