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bandokay & ld - too many lies lyrics

[intro: bandokay & ]
bands

(senseii)
brrap

(i’m+i’m about to get real disrespectful in this motherf—)

boy, , brr
()
[chorus: ld, bandokay]
i’m like, “you know the vibes”
ld’s back, they ain’t comin’ outside (you know)
you ain’t had beef then gripped on a burger
and stepped outside with twenty+five fries (grr)
i slapped me a rapper, he ran to the feds
now he’s outside rappin’ ’bout too much pride (uh+huh)
he lied, he lied
turnin’ them off? we tried, we tried
yo, i’m like, “how many man got fried?” (how many?)
t1’s on the wing, just got donе the opp, done it so disguised (that’s right)
my young g’s puttin’ in work with his borеr
causin’ trauma, i was so surprised (ayy)
slim got four for the price of one
tell your friends, “slide back” ‘cah it’s over time
uh+uh, uh+uh
keep your ass on the streets, you’ll get over bine (bine)

[verse 1: ld]
two dot+dots, side by side (mh+hmm)
over and under and side by side (side)
they try run, but they never got far
so they both got boy side by side
ten years, i been lettin’ them know how we bully this beef, not once did i lie (all of that, all of that, all of that)
get bagged, i denied, i just throw them racks and it’s hammers they rise (they rise)
that’s more than a figure of speech
try light up his skin like i hit it with bleach (boy)
one hand on the wap, one hand on the wheel
little bro said he still tryna do it like me (skrrt, skrrt, boy)
they all know what i do on these streets
i mash up the roads then i mash up the beats (mh+hmm)
broski jeet down my man’s girl
now she wanna dance with the osgs (all of that, all of that, all of that)
she wanna dance with the drillers
her bredrin’s packed and she slept with the k!llers (stretch)
kway back, i put one in the headie
before rap, i been that n+gga (ayy)
i can tell you ’bout war in the w
me and m went there with matchin’ spinners (mh+hmm)
three man downs, one+forty banged (boy, boy, boy, boy, boy)
[chorus: ld, bandokay]
i’m like, “you know the vibes”
ld’s back, they ain’t comin’ outside (you know)
you ain’t had beef then gripped on a burger
and stepped outside with twenty+five fries (grr)
i slapped me a rapper, he ran to the feds
now he’s outside rappin’ ’bout too much pride (uh+huh)
he lied, he lied
turnin’ them off? we tried, we tried
yo, i’m like, “how many man got fried?” (how many?)
t1’s on the wing, just got done the opp, done it so disguised (that’s right)
my young g’s puttin’ in work with his borer
causin’ trauma, i was so surprised (ayy)
slim got four for the price of one
tell your friends, “slide back” ‘cah it’s over time
uh+uh, uh+uh
keep your ass on the streets, you’ll get over bine (bands)

[verse 2: bandokay]
the ting jams up, just c+ck it back (glee)
opps shoot first, tell bro+bro, “knock it back” (boy, boy)
i know you’re not like that, just stop it, akh (stop it)
tell my lil bro, “shoot him and lock it back” (ayy, lock it)
jummer rocket that, pr pocket that
bro caught him, whipped him, and shot him bad (they know)
sj’s ten plus, they got him mad (ayy, free him)
boogz went outside and dropped a man (ayy)
yo, swing my knife in your face and rip it through
if your friend backs it, i’ll give him two (ying that)
we turn up the streets, we k!ll all my peoples in the mood (boy)
tie him up, fry him up, fly in the boot
one hot clip, hot bells fly into you (bine, bine)
they ain’t on sh+t, bando, i been the truth
n+gga, stop cappin’ all in the booth (bine)
yo, we drop people, they say my block’s evil (haha)
ding dongs, petrol should’ve been diesel
fill it up (fill it up), lean out, crime scene lethal
when the opps all die, i can live peaceful
we can never be cool, h+ll no (nah)
i’m makin’ it rain, hailstones (yeah)
i do it for all of my jail bros
you know the vibes, can’t wait till vellz home
[chorus: ld, bandokay]
i’m like, “you know the vibes”
ld’s back, they ain’t comin’ outside (you know)
you ain’t had beef then gripped on a burger
and stepped outside with twenty+five fries (grr)
i slapped me a rapper, he ran to the feds
now he’s outside rappin’ ’bout too much pride (uh+huh)
he lied, he lied
turnin’ them off? we tried, we tried
yo, i’m like, “how many man got fried?” (how many?)
t1’s on the wing, just got done the opp, done it so disguised (disguised)
my young g’s puttin’ in work with his borer
causin’ trauma, i was so surprised (ayy)
slim got four for the price of one
tell your friends, “slide back,” ‘cah it’s over time
uh+uh, uh+uh
keep your ass on the streets, you’ll get over bine

[outro: bandokay]
you know the f+ckin’ vibes, brr, boy

- bandokay ld lyrics

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