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Correct Fxck The Bando Lyrics
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Fuck the bando (fuck it), I'm chilling in the trap, fuck the (trap, trap, Trap, trap, trap) Fuck the bando, trap trap man I'm tryna see them grams go Fuck the bando (fuck it), I'm chilling in the trap, fuck the (trap, trap, Trap, trap, trap) Fuck the bando, trap trap, trap.. trap, I'm chilling in the trap, fuck the Bando (trap) I'm with some amigos, we ain't flagging up the gangs though (amigos) I've seen..man with designers and the bank (?) Like, why you cheating on your love and let your man go Anyways, I'm stacking for another day This year I'm sick, I'm serving on another wave I'm smoking ammi, I'm ain't blowing on no dirty grave OT for seven days, that's a certy Like, me nuh trust nobody You call yourself a killer, you got no bodies (what?) You brought yourself a driller, now no money Run up on..shh for bits, broke (?) Yeah I changed from that yout getting no money Shoutout to (?) they blow crow videos (my amigos) No worry didn't brudda try to roll on me Till the brandon beat the spot, keep it show donny (random man) Brown skin girl how you rightous (are you pussyholes) See I never wanna bring you back to my bits (nah) More time I'm on the trap hitting night shifts (trap, trap) Til my brudda (?) bill it, you can light it Light a brudda leave him glowing like a high-viz Side man talking like bruv, get a side hit (bow) Grab a weapon, I ain't really bout the fighting Let me switch it, let me talk about the trap mode All around us pins and needles, how dem cats roll (and they dangerous) No sleep, eyes puffy, so my hats low You're watching sky high, you're screaming that's a bando (uhh?) My nigga 20 now, he flexing in a lambo (my nigga oz) That's 0 to 100 nigga real quick (wush) I'm blowing weed at nigga (?) I told him build dis I got a kid but scream fuck it like the milf did Chest shot, bet your juju man can't even heal dis The brother got 7 months and I'm tryna feel this The rock mixed with cheese and ammi, I bet you leaning She ain't fucking, so I said I bet you leaving (bye) Had the devil close to my mind when I'm (?) Touch one of my bruddas, I bet you seen whips, popping out the whip, tryna Stop him so I can breathe him Dudu clack clack clown when I beat it I'm rolling with VI, you can tell That young and g shit
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