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K6
Ay
Bando ay
Yo
I'm in the 9 tryna fish no prawn
And if you don't run
get filled with corn
T shirts get torn
this shotgun sawn
Chop it the same size as Shaun
Yawn Bando from morning to morn
With a bad B
her back come big like storm
Civilians all bibbing their horn
Got me spinning this coupe
for my brown skin jawn
I don't talk on the glide
man's silent
And my heart's fully in
when I'm riding
Run man down
'til a paigon vomits
Long samurai
tryna ching where his mind is
SJ tryna bun two yutes
Three car doors get popped
when we're sliding
What you know about
your Rambo coming unscrewed
So you twist it 'til it's tightened
I'm in Edmonton Green
where these guys don't be
Gold teeth and this mash gon' beat
I'm on the Aves with a pumpy beat
But it's calm 'cause they still
get filled with sweets
Cheap
all these machines ain't cheap
See an opp on the glide and
get smoked for free
Peak
now let's watch a pussyhole leak
Cock it and jump out
and see Turna skeet
My broski wan' spill some juice
Let's hit the opp block
I'm with you too
Let's do it in twos
drill from coupes
Bandokay loose screwed
Blacked out in the 9 with two
Don't look in the light
don't know who's who
This sweet one's tryna go on rude
Now she's up
in my DM's going on cute
Hop out the hop out the ride
make it beat like Madara
Pull up in the 2's
everyting get badded up
Lil Jojo times two
he had 'nuff
Swear down
Snipez didn't work on his stamina
Three man squashed
in the back no cap
S was good
he was sitting in the passenger
Pull up in Farm then
we rise these hammers up
Lean out quick double tap
bro bang it off
In my head it was me in the 9
Now it's me in the 9
I think it's deja vu
Broski off this roof
And loaded waps up
in this blacked out coupe
When you rap
put your mic on mute
You don't mash no work
so don't lie in the booth
SJ I spit too much fire in the booth
It's not like The Endgame
can't call it truce