Bando (baow)
Brrt, brrt, bwoy dead
O way or no way (grrt, bang)
(Yo, Jamskull, they're here) o's up or get soaked up (you know the vibes)
Free Slim (gang, gang)
Free the fuckin' O (baow, baow)
Listen, yo, yo
11 shots up out the glizz', my nigga peppers dons (glizzy)
You know I got it if you see me with my leathers on (I got it)
And we don't care about the time or the weather, don (nah)
We get the drop, we're turnin' up to do you steppers wrong (listen)
And fans asking if I'm beefin' with Russ
Bands ain't beefin' with Russ, I let my killers hit your pathway (baow, baow)
I can never have beef on the internet (why?)
I'ma bad boy, I got beef up on Park - (NPK)
I ain't really got beef with the -, they're tired
I'd rather go pattern some next beef (listen)
My nigga chef -, free him up, so he can wet - (haha)
If she's over there, won't let the sket leave (dumb hoe)
'Cause if you're chillin' with the paigons (woo)
Then we're gonna make your life a mayhem (woo)
Gunpowder, that's my fragrance (woo, woo)
Another opp gotta rest in peace
And if I buck you one on one, you think I'll let you live? (Never)
I guarantee I soak you up and leave you next to trees (ying)
My niggas next to me and we ain't doing ecstasy (bun dat)
We get the drop and do a drill, that's how it's meant to be (bang)
Long live bro, all for you bodies garn drop (baow)
The opps ain't safe even when they get their car washed (stab tyres)
I need a milli, label said I'm not far off (ayy, ayy)
The A and R's on my back cah I'm a star boss (Bando)
And 40 bags on my neck, I'm only 20, bro
My killy's locked, still hear me on his stereo (free him up)
They say I always pop O's like a Cheerio
They got my name in their mouth, I'm like "here we go" (oi)
I'm back and forth in the booth, call it booth-trappin' (ayy)
Spoke on my nigga's name, he done two slappins (baow)
And you ain't never seen a glizz' with a laser (never)
My little bro gripped that and had shoot at him
They aiming for legs, we ain't giving no leggies out (leggies out)
Hit his headie now (baow)
Gunman will step for the kid and they ready now (ready now)
Anything can pop off, if so, get your readies out (ayy)
Up the four-four and cause nothin' but fatal damage (baow)
They want war with the G's, you think they will manage? (Never)
This 17 holds a lot in the clip, bro (woi, woi)
We pull up to a function, at least eight will have it
Bro's white Airs were lookin' like red forces
They're hearin' it wrong, fuck your dead sources
I'm making money now, I need a stead' mortgage (buy a yard)
So I can live life and buy some red porches
And why you preein' in the dance if you haven't got it? (Haven't got it)
It's gettin' people hurt, you fellas gotta stop it (for true though)
We dance with bare Ramey's and a couple rockets (baow)
I know the party's nice, but we gotta lock it (Bands)
Oi, oi
Brrt, haha
Head back season
Pwoi!
Protect your head back, ha
Pwoi! (Bando)
Free the fuckin' O
Talkin' 'bout this and that
Listen, gunshot