(Yeah, uh-huh) (Yeah-eh) I've been trappin out the bando Chillin' with my grandma Grew up down in Florida Raised me in the NO Said they raised me in the NO, yeah Shout out to my day-ones And the place I came from Living in the hills now Used to be a trailer Me and all my homies We done came a long way Copper catchin' cases just for tryna steal bologna Baby E, the prodigy AKA the greatest Fuck 'em if he hate I'm the peoples' favorite Had to take the negative Turn into a positive Now I'm doing everything they probably never thought I could, yeah Nothing's ever easy (no) Was on the outside looking in with a squeegee (oh) Then I got the game from Juvie, Turk and BG (woah) I went from wearing C-Z's to yelling: Bling-bling! Lord, I remember when the birds was just Tweety Hoes was wearing BEBE, not BC-BG Lord, I remember when these hoes wasn't so freaky Yes I remember when these hoes was being cheeky But now they tweakin' for a nigga, I'm a rockstar I like my red carpet redder than my eyeballs She got that pep in her step, I knock her socks off Then to the left, to the left, like a southpaw And I keep dozing off on her, off the codeine She said I need to stop, bitch, guess who I don't need The drophead cost me a Duffel bag of hundreds It's my way or the highway, and I see traffic coming And my homies got more white than Abercrombie So baby knock yourself out, she started shadowboxing And my homies wear all black, act like they Gothic And these hoes act like they topics, bitch we talk 'bout profits I've been trappin out the bando Chillin' with my grandma Grew up down in Florida Raised me in the NO Say they raised me in the NO, yeah Bitch, I'm the man Bitches used to call me manage With that white girl, disappear, Vanish Sell a whole thing for 32 like magic Pull up with the plug, bitches think I speak Spanish I remember back when a nigga never had shit Just a bad bitch, 3 pounds, and a mattress She ran off with the work, so it's like I never had shit I can't even lie, I could have killed that bitch Had to make a choice, she want the money or the hoes, my nigga Coke prices up and down like gold, my nigga Rockin' shows, my nigga Rockin' O's, my nigga In the Double-R on this rocky road, my nigga Trappin out the bando (Young Moolah, baby!) Chillin' with my grandma Grew up down in Florida Raised me in the end though Say they raised me in the end though, yeah Shout out to my day-ones And the place I came from Living in the hills now Used to be a trailer Me and all my homies We done came a long way Copper catchin' cases just for tryna steal bologna Trappin out the bando Chillin' with my grandma Grew up down in Florida Raised me in the end though Say they raised me in the end though, yeah