Impressed - Dezzie, Bandokay

Bo-bo, bo-bo

(Itchy, is that how you’re goin' on, yeah?)

Y’know, y’know, ah

Yo, to the right (Ah-ah), to the left (Ah-ah)

Arch your bunda, I’m impressed (Y'know)

Fucked out of her, lost interest

Real street nigga, still got invest (Gang, gang)

Yo, to the right (Ah-ah), to the left (Ah-ah)

Arch your bunda, I’m impressed (Y'know)

Fucked out of her, lost interest

Real street nigga, still got invest (Bands)

Yo, I put bands on his head, yeah, dead man (Dead man)

I see him from far, he with them man (Ay)

See where he wan' drive

He’s lovin' the glide

But buck one hop on the ped, fam (Ay, Bando)

Yo, and if he get bun like Jojo did

Just please don’t run to the fed man (Ay)

She gon' ride all night when I slide inside

Did I remind her of her ex man?

(Jokeman)

She don’t have a clue of the things he do (Uh-uh, uh-uh)

Pull up, surprise, peek-a-boo (Bo-bo)

They say Junebug really gone coo-coo (Yeah)

I can’t fully confirm the loose, he’s screw (Y'know, y’know)

Dip, splash, never do Kung Fu (Uh-uh, uh-uh)

Bust that into the yutes, juju (Ay, bust that)

African boy, Ghana man

I was breakin' down food, so I love fufu (Bombaclaat)

Yardman start steppin' on my string vest (Yeah)

Made my first hundred, I was impressed

I tried do Bitcoin and invest

Talkin' highly, slow down when you cinches (I ain’t seen my down)

We turn the road side flames

Bro smoked him, guns catch both interest (Brr)

Free 2smoke, my man out of his clothes

He woulda been there, shoulda been there (Bye)

Yo, back then, Lil Sav was D-do (Gang, gang)

Trip up, hold 12 like he got (Ay, wet that)

D2, I can’t rate on the these lot (Uh-uh, uh-uh)

So more time, tryna get about three shot (Bye, bye)

4−4-2, that’s tactics (Yeah)

Bro slapped it, made man do backflips (Y'know, y’know)

I still wrap them notes in elastics (Ah)

Even though I didn’t puff my jacket

Yo, my brownin' come way too sexy (Ah)

Better than Keisha and Becky (Y'know, y’know)

Lightskin gyal love doin' up necky

My brownskin bars wan' aim me for brekky

'019, full street went safe (Uh-uh, uh-uh)

'Cah SJ made that real side tekky (They know)

This whole shotgun come tall like Grace

Half-it, half-it, real steady

Yo, to the right (Ah-ah), to the left (Ah-ah)

Arch your bunda, I’m impressed (Y'know)

Fucked out of her, lost interest

Real street nigga, still got invest (Gang, gang)

Yo, to the right (Ah-ah), to the left (Ah-ah)

Arch your bunda, I’m impressed (Y'know)

Fucked out of her, lost interest

Real street nigga, still got invest (Bando)

Yo, so she love gun man, she a bad one (Bad one)

Come to the O, come grab one (Grab one)

Bro-bro fell in love with his hand gun (Ay)

Made a lad one, broad day when he bang one (Brrt, bow)

We let it rain over there (And there)

Another day, can’t wait 'til I catch one

The G lot leaves your brain over there

And in the air like a Jordan’s flunk dunk

Yo, so she love bad man (Woi, woi)

Heard that nick, now, they all nag man (Uh)

Free Boogz, he a real mad man (Free him up)

If I talk on the things, feds might grab man (Sh-sh)

He get close, so bro tan man (Bo-bo)

Must’ve thought this ride was a cab man (Jokeman)

Blacked out just like Batman (Yeah)

Man GBG’s, so they can’t act man (Brrt, brrt)

Yo, me and D2 like Ferb and Phineas (Ferb and Phineas)

Now, don’t be ridiculous (Nah)

More like Frog and Bradz in the backroad

With my rambo, scary, insidious (Fuckin' hell)

These idiots (Man), I got bine for all you affiliates

And I ain’t got time for your silliness (Nah)

This shotgun’s corn is hideous

Yo, I’m back in this two litre (Ay, spin it, spin it)

Put one through his vest like Blue Peter (Whoosh)

Ruin poet, that’s a Grim Reaper (Uh)

We ain’t come to the dance about no heater (Uh-uh, uh-uh)

If you say you love me then you must trust me (Yeah)

Don’t have to puff me, best hold this beater (Uh)

Big bunda, mamacita

Hello darling, is that Sele-ah?

(Ay, ay)

She loves doin' balloons and smart whip (Smart whip)

I love when she bad and she arch it

Yo, forget yo boyfriend, just arch it (Uh)

After I jeet, I’ma pass it (Y'know)

Yo, said I’m to the gulag to scarce it

Come to Farm, man, anywhere, we’ll rass it (Grrt, bow)

Ride a long one, that’s two in the cartridge

On the opp block, chest shot if I blast it

Yo, to the right (Ah-ah), to the left (Ah-ah)

Arch your bunda, I’m impressed (Y'know)

Fucked out of her, lost interest

Real street nigga, still got invest (Gang, gang)

Yo, to the right (Ah-ah), to the left (Ah-ah)

Arch your bunda, I’m impressed (Y'know)

Fucked out of her, lost interest

Real street nigga, still got invest (Gang, gang)