[Chorus: Bandokay & Double Lz] Yo I see broski watch him, cotch him, mob him Hopped out the ride and chopped him The Get Back's dropped him, everyone's flossin' Gassed up, OT boppin' Machine gun shoppin' Shotgun lockin' Two hands, bow and pop him My aunty still ask if I'm fine I lost my mind but the money ain't stoppin' Due to get long when corn starts flyin' Buck into A, don't expect kindness Ridin', ridin', I find it excitin' Knife it, knife it, somebody's dyin' Pipe it, pipe it, babes stop pipin' Cuzzy come down, if I ride, he's ridin' Bad B come to the Nizz for a pipin' Jeet it, leave it and little bro swipe it
Mans with the crew we got violent members, run up on the opps they got dismembered, who’s Jamie i can’t remember, what can i say man lost his temper, feds ask who then i’ve got dementia. Moto flips and motel nights. Cook been whipping, walter white. Bucks upfront and glazing lines. Paid in shells dem stain like wine. Scrapyard linkups, waiting times. Cop that vehicle, made it slide. Basic chem, not a basic life. Meth new coke like 85. I was holding shots, riding birds. And drop that merc like heisenberg. I know the bussiness, and i mean bussiness. Worked in the field, fucked up then learned. Discreet paper, private eye. Its not legal, silent i. Batch on batch, this shits my life.
Ot boppin my phone is blowin my gs are poppin lurkey lurkey on the streets no stoppin were shotgun shoppin Some of the Gs are purgin urchin the lebs are putting some Gs in coffins the fobs are Chopin the Sudos knockin and robbin Ot boppin my phone is blowin my gs are poppin lurkey lurkey on the streets no stoppin were shotgun shoppin The boys are shotgun lock-in Some of the Gs are purgin urchin the lebs are putting some Gs in coffins the fobs are Chopin the Sudos knockin and robbin Ot boppin my phone is blowin my gs are poppin lurkey lurkey on the streets no stoppin were shotgun shoppin The boys are shotgun lock-in Some of the Gs are purgin urchin the lebs are putting some Gs in coffins the fobs are Chopin the Sudos knockin and robbin Baby welcome to the party she wants to go go dance wit Charlie she must be a smartie hop on the block less go on a party Pink and purple she must be a barbie army army me and my gs belong to the army poppet poppet like confetti splash n dash run like Messi Ot boppin my phone is blowin my gs are poppin lurkey lurkey on the streets no stoppin were shotgun shoppin The boys are shotgun lock-in Some of the Gs are purgin urchin the lebs are putting some Gs in coffins the fobs are Chopin the Sudos knockin and robbin Ot Boppin this Bad b from South keeps on Chattin clap it clap it her cheeks are clappin 24/7 trapping rappin Where at the top slappin See any boys were atackin Stop wit the capppin we can’t be lackin Ot boppin my phone is blowin my gs are poppin lurkey lurkey on the streets no stoppin were shotgun shoppin The boys are shotgun lock-in Some of the Gs are purgin urchin the lebs are putting some Gs in coffins the fobs are Chopin the Sudos knockin and robbin Bro said alhamdulillah he didn’t expect to come this far Smokey Smokey smoke you like a sports car Smokey Smokey like a cigar Hop out the drop top got the 6 on the dot Jumpy jumpy jump on top he said mashallah we did the ot bop I got connections from here to there splashy splashy now u start dashyy bad b on my d she calling me daddy left hook right hook I fucked up his face badly He went to dandy got Chattie then he got a splashy someone call a taxi he post pics like drip or drown let me drown mans drop where’s your drip gone now Ot boppin my phone is blowin my gs are poppin lurkey lurkey on the streets no stoppin were shotgun shoppin The boys are shotgun lock-in Some of the Gs are purgin urchin the lebs are putting some Gs in coffins the fobs are Chopin the Sudos knockin and robbin Ot boppin my phone is blowin my gs are poppin lurkey lurkey on the streets no stoppin were shotgun shoppin The boys are shotgun lock-in Some of the Gs are purgin urchin the lebs are putting some Gs in coffins the fobs are Chopin the Sudos knockin and robbin
Bros on the wing like Sanchez, He’ll soon get right back like bellerin, If she wants wood then you know that I’ll bell her in, But she’s mid from brum I ain’t talking bout Bellingham, And I ain’t tryna be in the can like Heinz, bro doin up skrapz you can call me nines, And if I’m with miz in the back of the ride, Them man best know that it’s demon time, But they take the mik that’s a el no arteta, Shaved my man like his name was pep, And if I see my man chillin w my man imma ask them who tf do u rep, Said there from east in the ends like mick, Twenty two rams what one do I pick, Ah shit my boy got nicked, Don’t talk on the net you get touched with the flix, And I been in the back of the dinger, when the corn got flung to loose, Sav dun turned man cabbage, Shirt turn red like whinnie the Pooh,
i heard them opps hit one of my guys My boy with me they told all lies we pulled up on your block and hit your bro and then we hitch a ride your boy got hit so many times its safe to say he likes our knives I don’t know if he’s dead but we left his head on the other side
the 808 slides for the drop are ❄️
For me it's not even the drop, it's this 1:18 ting here.. wtf was that?! idk but it's lava 🔥
Ygmmm
Bandokay killed this beat
He went crazyyy
YOO
Whats the name of this 808 sounds to cold🥶🥶❗
This is cold wth💥💥💥
Kundz Productions my guy
This beat is.....❤❤❤
Miss beats like this
This is amazing
Beatz Vip thx bro
ım freezing fam its do cold
ke9n5 my g
ke9n5 truss❤️
too cold
Thx bro 💥
yo how did u learn how to make beats on fl studio
look at tutorials on youtube g
Tefoma This is too cold❄🙂
Thx bro 💥
Devilish 😈
MB Productions ❄️❄️
Too cold🥶🥶🥶🥶
cmonnnnnnnnn bro
Prod. BenjiBeatz my g💥
🤯🤯🤮 teach me fam
S6 BEATS ❄️
slappings
CrescoSMG 🤮
[Chorus: Bandokay & Double Lz]
Yo
I see broski watch him, cotch him, mob him
Hopped out the ride and chopped him
The Get Back's dropped him, everyone's flossin'
Gassed up, OT boppin'
Machine gun shoppin'
Shotgun lockin'
Two hands, bow and pop him
My aunty still ask if I'm fine
I lost my mind but the money ain't stoppin'
Due to get long when corn starts flyin'
Buck into A, don't expect kindness
Ridin', ridin', I find it excitin'
Knife it, knife it, somebody's dyin'
Pipe it, pipe it, babes stop pipin'
Cuzzy come down, if I ride, he's ridin'
Bad B come to the Nizz for a pipin'
Jeet it, leave it and little bro swipe it
Pretty sure it's "a lots on my mind"
🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
The slides are slapping harder than my moms beat
Mans with the crew we got violent members, run up on the opps they got dismembered, who’s Jamie i can’t remember, what can i say man lost his temper, feds ask who then i’ve got dementia.
Moto flips and motel nights.
Cook been whipping, walter white.
Bucks upfront and glazing lines.
Paid in shells dem stain like wine.
Scrapyard linkups, waiting times.
Cop that vehicle, made it slide.
Basic chem, not a basic life.
Meth new coke like 85.
I was holding shots, riding birds.
And drop that merc like heisenberg.
I know the bussiness, and i mean bussiness.
Worked in the field, fucked up then learned.
Discreet paper, private eye.
Its not legal, silent i.
Batch on batch, this shits my life.
xd axelッ 💥💥💥
xd axelッ your cold
Absolute trash
@@ENNZETK bro he means the lyrics i saw it aswell
Do you rap g?
😍😍
this is the weirdest uk beat. the _do re mi fa so la ti do ti la so fa mi re _*_CLUNK_* ting with the 808 is here 1:18
0:25
Ot boppin my phone is blowin my gs are poppin lurkey lurkey on the streets no stoppin were shotgun shoppin
Some of the Gs are purgin urchin the lebs are putting some Gs in coffins the fobs are Chopin the Sudos knockin and robbin
Ot boppin my phone is blowin my gs are poppin lurkey lurkey on the streets no stoppin were shotgun shoppin
The boys are shotgun lock-in
Some of the Gs are purgin urchin the lebs are putting some Gs in coffins the fobs are Chopin the Sudos knockin and robbin
Ot boppin my phone is blowin my gs are poppin lurkey lurkey on the streets no stoppin were shotgun shoppin
The boys are shotgun lock-in
Some of the Gs are purgin urchin the lebs are putting some Gs in coffins the fobs are Chopin the Sudos knockin and robbin
Baby welcome to the party she wants to go go dance wit Charlie
she must be a smartie hop on the block less go on a party
Pink and purple she must be a barbie
army army me and my gs belong to the army
poppet poppet like confetti splash n dash run like Messi
Ot boppin my phone is blowin my gs are poppin lurkey lurkey on the streets no stoppin were shotgun shoppin
The boys are shotgun lock-in
Some of the Gs are purgin urchin the lebs are putting some Gs in coffins the fobs are Chopin the Sudos knockin and robbin
Ot Boppin this Bad b from South keeps on
Chattin clap it clap it her cheeks are clappin
24/7 trapping rappin
Where at the top slappin See any boys were atackin
Stop wit the capppin we can’t be lackin
Ot boppin my phone is blowin my gs are poppin lurkey lurkey on the streets no stoppin were shotgun shoppin
The boys are shotgun lock-in
Some of the Gs are purgin urchin the lebs are putting some Gs in coffins the fobs are Chopin the Sudos knockin and robbin
Bro said alhamdulillah he didn’t expect to come this far
Smokey Smokey smoke you like a sports car
Smokey Smokey like a cigar
Hop out the drop top got the 6 on the dot
Jumpy jumpy jump on top
he said mashallah we did the ot bop
I got connections from here to there splashy splashy now u start dashyy bad b on my d she calling me daddy left hook right hook I fucked up his face badly
He went to dandy got Chattie then he got a splashy someone call a taxi
he post pics like drip or drown let me drown mans drop where’s your drip gone now
Ot boppin my phone is blowin my gs are poppin lurkey lurkey on the streets no stoppin were shotgun shoppin
The boys are shotgun lock-in
Some of the Gs are purgin urchin the lebs are putting some Gs in coffins the fobs are Chopin the Sudos knockin and robbin
Ot boppin my phone is blowin my gs are poppin lurkey lurkey on the streets no stoppin were shotgun shoppin
The boys are shotgun lock-in
Some of the Gs are purgin urchin the lebs are putting some Gs in coffins the fobs are Chopin the Sudos knockin and robbin
Bros on the wing like Sanchez,
He’ll soon get right back like bellerin,
If she wants wood then you know that I’ll bell her in,
But she’s mid from brum I ain’t talking bout Bellingham,
And I ain’t tryna be in the can like Heinz,
bro doin up skrapz you can call me nines,
And if I’m with miz in the back of the ride,
Them man best know that it’s demon time,
But they take the mik that’s a el no arteta,
Shaved my man like his name was pep,
And if I see my man chillin w my man imma ask them who tf do u rep,
Said there from east in the ends like mick,
Twenty two rams what one do I pick,
Ah shit my boy got nicked,
Don’t talk on the net you get touched with the flix,
And I been in the back of the dinger, when the corn got flung to loose,
Sav dun turned man cabbage, Shirt turn red like whinnie the Pooh,
i heard them opps hit one of my guys
My boy with me they told all lies
we pulled up on your block and hit your bro and then we hitch a ride
your boy got hit so many times its safe to say he likes our knives
I don’t know if he’s dead but we left his head on the other side
ggg harddd
Hard asf 🥶
Naaaa fam swear they used this beat for the tune
lil nigga x10 yeah bro
@@tefomadethisone914 is right
They did
How did you know dat they were gonna use dis beat
Ino right
Sosa 8 how am I suppose to know if I only saw this 1 week ago sooo
Sosa 8 okay do you think ur Einstein now
How the instrumental come out before the song😂
its the official instrumental not a recreation of the beat from the song
Because the beat was made before the song was made m8
@@ProdByFinK 😂😂😂dur
Glide on ya man opp block catch me crushing my drillas really did this booting take man have nan snoozing took Lz but am not loosing glee