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Labels said don't talk about badness, well what's there to rap about? Fans say I'm a rapper now, still not the one, I'll slap him out One hand on her hair got her screaming "Bando", well Bando got her tappin' out No scrapping now, big wey wey, no cappin' now Know you do it bad like [?] Young and turnt, give half to my mother I pray every night for my brother, I got him until death, got him like no other I can't make you my baby mother, so I pull out and bust on the cover Bussa, shutter, littest right now so the opps didn't suffer (Ay, l-loners) So if I die, don't hide, don't ride, don't lie Used to ride all night like [?], tryna make man lеan like dirty sprite I was fifteen tryna be that guy, turnеd seventeen then I was that guy (Still that guy) No lie, no lie, no lie Money can't buy you the world But it sure can buy you a brand new woosh You ain't ever had to run into an opp, see the whole road tryna run and push Manage my ting like my broski [?] Driving schools, gotta give it to Kush If I had feds running me down, I'm gonna have to dash the whole pack in the bush (Yo Bando) I still see my cats and give them change Out there tryna do an exchange, I asked for some grub, these cats want change Strange Backroad ting won't do on the mains Play with the fire, you're gonna get flamed Chest shot, neck shot, getting your brain Ain't no ketchup when they get wet up, body zipped up, can't get up Free Slim Jim, keep your head up, I love it when T think broskis fed up Rich than them, get your bread up Bread up, bread up, bread up I love it when T 'cause he's fed up Fed up, fed up, fed up (Ay, l-loners) So if I die, don't hide, don't ride, don't lie Used to ride all night like [?], tryna make man lean like dirty sprite I was fifteen tryna be that guy, turned seventeen then I was that guy (Still that guy) No lie, no lie, no lie First things first, if gang see a opp, reverse reverse Disperse disperse, burst at shirts, fly out the dirty pirch We make money and it hurts these nerds, free Slim Jim, didn't deserve his bird We lurk, we lurk, scared his [?], you could call me Lz, his lucky first Uh, you don't know the half Dig out ya chest and not firming it Big baddy gyal, low arch, you want get [?], I'll chop, inserting it Bruck down car, lurking it Witcher state, I'm not purging it Find a [?], burst at him, two dong dongs tryna put him in the permanent Y-you ain't never flew out the ride moving violent Bootings the knife things, everyone's frightened I told my bro "Don't make no noise," then we creep up on 'em and do man silent 017 when they had me indicted, everybody banging their doors 'till I'm [?] Come out the can, they got frightened, shanks and waps in the ride, come buy 'em Baddie on her knees, yeah she's tryna get busy, I told little bro "Go grab it" One time done a drill, didn't plan it, older bro told me "Chill, you're a hazard" (I know) Just focus on rappin', I know he's not cappin', get to the bag, no slackin' Now and again you might find me [?], pray back then it was Dallas (Ay, l-loners) So if I die, don't hide, don't ride, don't lie Used to ride all night like [?], tryna make man lean like dirty sprite I was fifteen tryna be that guy, turned seventeen then I was that guy (Still that guy) No lie, no lie, no lie
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