Memories

Bands (Yo Jamskull) Bando Hmm, brr Boi, boi, haha So much memories from the past you can't bring back (nah) You ever think that? Zheetos in my spliff, lemme think back Got me crushin' on my loud, I asked bro, "Where's the chip, ahk?" He ain't a bad boy, he needs to sit back Correra or Ridgeback (ayy) that was me and my flick nank Broad day or pitch black (broad day or pitch black) Broad day or pitch black (broad day or pitch black) Got me wearin' Trapstar, it's a secret (ssh) Got my strap in a car for these eediats (boy) Spoke to my nan' and she said I'm a genius (nanny) Believe yourself, believe Jesus Police killed my dad though, they still got me mad, bro (stress) My little sis confused where her dad go A hundred bags, where? What is that? Yo (mad) My name's Bando, I'll make that off a trap phone Probably even more, where's my cash? Yo (ayy, watch it) Got me feelin' fly like a helicopter (woo) See if ever robbed ya Suck your mum, I never cheated, cheaters never prosper (never) I need to win a Oscar (mad), they need to see a doctor (now) I'm seein' so much money, I can't count it proper (boi, boi) Twin barrel shotgun, we shot some They're rappin' about burners, but what burners? They ain't got none (wap this) My nigga caught a L plate and still got funds (free him) We had the GP on deck with the Glock gun Talkin' 'bout readys, bring your readys out Baow, hit his headie now (boi, boi) BBC News, he's on tele' now If it jams up, cock it back and it's ready now Shut down any town, anyhow Bands, I'm back for good, real talk, man, I'm back and better (yo) I told bro, "We see opps, you better back your wetter" (yo) And if you're on the other side, you better back your bredda Talk up, me, I chat whenever, big Beretta (Oi, take me in, Bands, brrr) Bare RIPs and 3's You know how the ting set, man (Mm-mm, merky) Still 3, the murder team Free S, free Boogie (boi, boi, trust) Free my trappers, free Bricks (it's murder) Free Baz, free T1 (free them all) Free Vale (fuck the opps) I told Bug, "Stop goin' jail" (stop it) They asked, "How's the music?" I say, "It's goin' well" (so far) I told God I'm goin' heaven, I ain't goin' hell (Father God) Go again if I go and fail, I do it for the O as well (boi, boi) Stand on my block, I should be up in the booth though (ayy) Me plus gang, two waps in the studio (boi) LV bags in the boot, press the key, make the boot close (sheesh) And fuck them other guys, might rob 'em like who knows (haha) Early mornin' in the cemetery Just me Uncle Spangz with a bit a Henny (spangz) I'm forever starrish, and I'm forever ready (forever) They took my pops, and we lost Smeggy (ayy, ayy) Both my legs turned jelly The fans want my mixtape, I'm like here we go (let's go) I spoke the truth in this tune, you better hear me, bro (you know) I'm in this four-by-four with no gears you know (ayy) I'm still the kid from the farm with no fears on go I'm in the trenches with hot fries (boi) My killas drop guys (ayy) And you ain't ever seen a Tauras or Glock .9 (never) Dotty or the Glock bine, they're tryna stop crime I'm tryna make a hundred M's, I still got time (watch it) Yo, I'm tryna make a hundred M's within no time (trust) It's all mad, I was four back in '05 (facts) I was young, always chillin' with the old guys (ayy) And we don't shoot man, once you can hold five (boi) Step with the Glock or the Tre 2 (brr) Drill and get paid too Broad day, the guys doin' bait moves I drink Henny, not Grey Goose (trust) Long nose in my man bag I'll pop out and blaze yutes (boi) Step with the Glock or the Tre 2 (step it) Drill and get paid too Broad day, the guys doin' bait moves (ayy) I drink Henny, not Grey Goose Long nose in my man bag I'll pop out and blaze yutes Bands, ayy