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forynas – bando lyrics

[verse 1: mev]
its foryngang hoe
we got no limits, thats the plan bro
“try to talk british” but i said no
i got all you need like a bando
never get patty she callin me daddy uh
yeah what the f-ck is confetti
bring me some henny in front of the penny
i just want the candy my beats need a grammy
that sh-t good cuz i want it bad
always in my back call em runnin back
never had a chance to make stunnin rap
now i’m always in the booth where the money at
got a big blunt on my basecap uh
used to sell drugs gotta pay checks uh
laughin at these rappers with a facemask uh
i think im crazy cuz i chase cash
lets get that sh-t right
i just got thugs rollin this side
they wanna run away in a fist fight
f-ck her eight times when the b-tch bite
i wanna burn down like the east side
double my crown make me cheese twice
lower than ground make that green frice
goin all round like she big size
f-ck em so deep yaya
the kanak comin around and chokin mcs ey yaya
im lookin all the way down spit on ya cheeks yaya
make u feel trouble for hours when im on beats yaya
got it in my blood imma beat box
gotta go to work pay the bill paps
made a couple things never cleared rocks
i dont f-ck with you cuz you please cops

[hook: mev]
bando, like a bando
got all you need like a bando like a bando (3x)
got what you need like a bando, bando, bando

[hook: doobies]
selling everything for dineros, neros, neros
got what you need like a bando, bando, bando
selling everything for dineros, neros, neros

[verse 2: doobies]
get it outta da mud like a treasure
ain’t none soft but my leather
cold out here like da weather
die bout mines that’s gangsta
i ain’t no bird but i drop sh-t
she give me good brain she i give her d-ck
if ain’t fair whatchu call it
n-ggas get mad cuz they stoppin this
get low get low n-gga
my energy dies when i see a hater
no talkin see u later
why n-ggas mad that i’m gettin paper
pose to be my dawg b-tch n-gga
now u singin like a snitch n-gga
y’ont want me to bring the heat to ya
turn ya main hoe to my side hitta
yeah revenge is sweet f-ck feelings
catch u in the streets i ain’t playin
we don’t hide and seek stop hidin
take the shoes out yo mouth stop runnin
none changed pants sag
foryn gang lovin cash
no dreads blowing gas
we don’t love these hoes but i’m on they -ss
if character was a body i’d be a -ss
finesse ’em with words when sh-t’s trash
ballin is a hobby you can’t get a p-ss
on the way to top livin fast
hopein god don’t make me crash
i’ont get mad i rather spazz
f-ck the other sh-t we ain’t in the past
i’ont get mad i rather spazz n-gga

[hook: mev]
bando, like a bando
got all you need like a bando like a bando (3x)
got what you need like a bando, bando, bando

[hook: doobies]
selling everything for dineros, neros, neros
got what you need like a bando, bando, bando
selling everything for dineros, neros, neros

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