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shuta shavin - indian bandits lyrics

[intro: shuta shavin]
it’s spicy, the spices i put in this curry
ain’t gon’ sound nothin’ like the stuff we was just doin’
oh, yeah
i just want good teammates
tks, them teammates like to tk, uh, uh
when i play the xbox, you hear the echo
uh, i say, uh

[verse 1: shuta shavin]
i don’t need no curry to be indian, uh
when i’m on that xbox, you hear the echo, uh uh
she the definition of a white girl
stole her chips, i’m the definition of a fattie, uh ayy
i don’t need no curry to be indian, uh ayy
but when i’m on the xbox, you hear the echo
ayy, my friend the definition of a nalin
stole his sandwich, i’m the definition of a fattie

[verse 2: shuta shavin]
put the chips down and picked up the takis, takis, takis
curry in the fricking bowl, chicken ‘urry, ‘urry
that teammate tk’ed me, teammate, frick tk’ers
i’m nice, when i’m high off the curry, i’ma frick witch ya
i don’t play ranked, but tonight i’m getting tked, yea
pour the mtn-dew up and put some icebreakers in the cup with it
i know she got chips, uh-huh, she gon’ give it to me
he my friend, uh-huh, guess i’m eatin his lunch
i play with hazma, i love to throw games
addicted to his chips, i’ll pay him back tomorrow
i see it like a fortune teller
your ex-teammate did good, i could do worse
bad player from the keyport, lose to carter 3 times
he a pro and a god, he a carter williams (3 times)
i can tell when she got some chips, i can open her lunchbox
no sk!ll, no food, $20 on me, am i understood?

[bridge: shuta shavin]
yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse 3:]
i don’t need no curry to be indian, uh
when i’m on that xbox, you hear the echo, uh uh
he the definition of a gavin
stole his lunch, i’m the definition of a fattie, uh ayy
i don’t need no curry to be indian, uh ayy
but when i’m on the xbox, you hear the echo
ayy, my friend the definition of a andrew
stole her drink, i’m the definition of a fattie
my brother asking me for chips, he ain’t getting it, i’m eating them
must ain’t heard that i’m a indian, once i get a sandwich, i eat it
i see she got doritos, i got cash so i want them
see this drink in my locker, you ain’t gettin it (no, no, no)
carter, he gon carry with that ak on him (with that ak on him)
and hazma, i’ma die there with no semi on me (semi on me)
if we got a problem, i steal your food (yeah)
put twenty dollars in my pocket, we gon’ get the school lunch (yeah)
i’m the definition of a fattie (come on, bruh)
took your chicken from out his hands and still ain’t paying it (honest)
some new customers in my gas station they be buying shi-
like this dirty controller, it needs new batteries
poppin 90’s, 4k tv, black friday baby (yea, yea, brrr)
i let you crank those 90’s, where has love been?
i work this gas station, i open up monster energy
like eat the pizza, i make it scared without my hand on it
i don’t need no curry to be indian, uh
when i’m on that xbox, you hear the echo, uh uh
he the definition of a shavin
stole her lunch, i’m the definition of a fattie, uh ayy
i don’t need no curry to be indian, uh ayy
but when i’m on the xbox, you hear the echo
ayy, my friend the definition of a gavin
stole his lunch, i’m gonna pay him back tomorrow

[outro: shuta shavin]
i be playin that ranked today
imma record me opening alphas
see you guys

- shuta shavin lyrics

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