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Bando Flashbacks
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Bando Flashbacks was released on September 1, 2021 by 4 Corners Ent. as a part of the album Bando Flashbacks - Single
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Release DateSeptember 1, 2021
Label4 Corners Ent.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM71

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Look
To fuck with the finest, we dance in designers, she knows that she can't ask questions
So watch who your eyeing and watch when your whining, a shanks right by my appendix
I stepped in the palace with Peter and Alice, they're dancing to pipes, not Cench
I tell her to have it, she calls me a gyalist, I pull g-strings like Hendrix
[Verse 2]
I taped off the ends with forensics still ain't repented, this beef's live
Times got depressing, I get ptsd 'bout the things I've seen in my life
Coulda had a peaceful mindset but it's intense and I'm still on glides
Every time that we stepped on their turf, a dinger got burnt or a shank got wiped
I'm getting stop by fans in Westfield, my mumzy thinks that I'm famous
I tell her, don't put me on snapchat, that's a lil cheeky drop for the paigons
I still have bando flashbacks, woulda been rich if I never got raided
The setting up shop was easy but the hard work is maintenance
[Verse 3]
Look everything's all about timing
All you need is hard work and patience
I been this way from a pickney, my lifestyle's risky but I can't change it
Feds know 'bout my criminal history, so I tell fans it's just entertainment
Had to put it in a bowl and scrape it, close them blinds for the nosey neighbours
When the sky is blue or night, suttin' might die if I'm getting the drop
For a snitch got corn and bind and I got the same energy for the opps
When we turn online, all the shottas in town start turning off
Violations can't let slide, rise and tan, start shaking blocks
[PreChorus]
I don't get why they cap, the cucci can't be good for their health
Drop coke in the pot and turn it to crack
I brought the whole mixture back myself
I'm a real life bando baby, I can really buy anything that sells
Don't go broke tryna be like me, or try so hard that you end up in jail
I, I live what I rap I don't live my life by abiding laws
[Chorus]
All these bando flashbacks haunt me I woulda been rich if I never got caught
I'm a real life bando baby, I really sell to anything that talks
Fuck you, pay me, police hate and the paigons stress that I make way more
[Verse 4]
Spent 'bout half my life in the T house but now I spoil myself when shopping
D squared sagging, hat's on backwards, said that she likes the way that I rock it
I'm getting stopped by fans in central, my girlfriend hates that I'm popping
I'm Rambo, gripping in hattons, I might stop stop trapping and stick with to the robbing
I was living on a bando diet, doner kebab or a chips and wings
Took couple Ls, kept trying, coulda been broke like you but I'm getting it in
It's all fun and games till someone dies and you really find out what a bad boy is
I look the jury dead in the eye i've told them a lie and a thousand fibs
[Verse 5]
Ain't seen my misses for ages, sorry babe I'm bando, basic
And I've been on the run from the plug for a month, I'm a tug mine out, who you chasing
I stuck him for 1 coulda got him for 2 but it's 3 so I ain't complaining
Now I'm flying up cunch two g packs up all the way down to Bracknell station
[PreChorus]
I don't get why they cap, the cucci can't be good for their health
Drop coke in the pot and turn it to crack
I brought the whole mixture back myself
I'm a real life bando baby, I can really buy anything that sells
Don't go broke tryna be like me, or try so hard that you end up in jail
I, I live what I rap I don't live my life by abiding laws
[Refrain]
All these bando flashbacks haunt me I woulda been rich if I never got caught
Im a real life bando baby I really sell to anything that talks
Fuck you, pay me, police hate and the paigons stress that I make way more
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