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junior rce - bando lyrics

(sam’s beats, baby)
(ayy, tweeko mixed this, you know — it sounds cold)

hey, yo

you don’t know nothing about ot
i was tryna pack my work rate when on my birthday
even went country with broski — mom’s like, “why did you go in the first place?” (why?)
i’m filling my cup with codeine — hope that don’t put me in a worst place
there’s five plus years and it’s nineteen plate, but don’t get cold, that’s the worst case

[chorus]
when i grab that pattern and i break it down
generate racks from breaking pounds
bando flats in a vacant house
rces just know we about
bringing them packs to the midlands — ooh now, sh+t
shipping the cash down south (down south)
two summers, ain’t be no droughts (no droughts)
you want proof? go in my pouch (uh+huh)

strips covered in js, gotta relocate
i got both packs whеre i save that day
tryna lay+low, but my lifestylе’s bait
i thrive in the dark night like bruce wayne (bruce wayne)
got more than enough on my plate
i see guys that rule, that real too fake
don’t give two f+cks, got temple streams on my car — got love for the game
remember the time i was out on the main
dropped my rambo, had to jump on the blade
remember the times i jumped on the train
i did it for money, i don’t care about fame (okay man)
you don’t know what man had to go through
goku — turn a man super saiyan (mmm)
double cup, i sip in the rain — i’m still f+cked, i feel it again

and i been on my grind — no kickflip
i breathe and i pack my quickness
stinking sulphur flipping a biscuit
and i care about my life, i risked it
just took one line, start twitching
and my mouth stays closed — if it ain’t about dough (dough)

sound like homer simpson
cutting out keys like tips
stuck in the system, know i ain’t switching
trying to make me plea, i ain’t listening
gotta pay this fee, i ain’t tripping
ccs on my feet and my b+tches
and i ain’t even got the time of day for the violent way
should i stay out the way? (no way) it’s me on my own
when the sh+t turns grey — only want to know when they hear about pay

[chorus]
when i grab that pattern, i break it down
generate racks from breaking pounds
bando flats in a vacant house
rces just know we about
bringing them packs to the midlands — ooh now, sh+t
shipping the cash down south
two summers, ain’t no droughts — you want proof? go in my pouch
(uh+huh)
(when i grab that pattern and i break it down
generate racks from breaking pounds
bando flats in a vacant house
rces just know we about
bringing them packs to the midlands — ooh now, sh+t
shipping the cash down south
two summers, ain’t no droughts — you want proof? go in my pouch)

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