Farm All Stars - Bandokay, Double LZ, OFB

J-J-J-Jesta made this

Ai DT5 on the beat

Yo

Bro hit him, missed that, now he’s overshot

Got his older shot

They know it ain’t safe when Ramz is about, if you got the.380 you’re getting

overcooked

Lil' man got caught, he got over chopped

Bando go show, he got overbooked

Bro got a problem for anyone staring, this not all for looks

On fonem grave we don’t fear that man, yo

We just air them man

I heard he said my name, Lz, and Dezzie, broski hear that man

Light skeet on the wheel, tryna scare that gang, but it’s doing up both on

stair and back

She told me, «Baby, pull her hair and bang»

My lightskin brazy can’t believe bare ass (Yo)

Come out of jail, didn’t get put on, tryna abuse that line and kept it moving

Cruising, no snoozing, ay, shorty said my life is amusing

New ding dong, let bumper drive

Thinking around that time you arrived

Wipe down tints, pop up can

Lucky that your whole bus arrived

Yo, I’m with Junebug, real OFB nutter

Slip, then get spread like butter

Shouldn’t of known I breached my cutter, uh uh

Really go down that gutter

Them boys wish they got more bands than me

Pat down wap, where your thing can’t be

(Dunno, dunno, dunno, dunno)

Probably (Ay ay)

Run, run when you hear that woof

Doof, doof, tryna hit mans hood

Use that red when we riding hoods

Girl archin' her back tryna hold some wood

Take it, bruck it

Set it, she saying her pipe tank good

I’m 'round them sides and I look like a crook

When there’s something in my hand, no wonder they’re shook

Make a bad man run if I push their dog, no point tryna run if you’re lost

Waps ain’t catching my pagans, keep up, course they’re trying when they know

they can’t

Gang gang lurk with sticks in the car

I see what I saw in the ride, move calm

Lil' Savv with the sam, tryna chop 'em in half

Bob with the slums, take your body apart (Ay)

If you ain’t crash yutes, stab yutes, slap yutes, ain’t no way you can call

mans name on them tunes

I’m running man down with this fuck off shank, silly man trip, then we plugged

in like Fumez

Yeah his talk is hot, can he juice this pot, 'cause in the real life,

bro we know that yute

That’s wild animals in this farm block zoo, whole gang cannibals in the- (Mazza,

mazza)

And, yeah I’m still on the block, mask on like I’m Future, they don’t wanna see

man fly out the hoopty

Slap two hands on the woosh and shank, if Lz jump out, let it beat like groupies

Leave 'em wet, soaking like jacuzzi, watch 'em curl up when I back this

Spin this how I spin this revolver, they were locked up way 'fore we knew about

corona

Back of the ride, I’m tryna get slappy, clappy, free up my bros in

Bando settings with trap and dappy, G17, mans freeing man gladly

Gliding days, my hair’s all nappy, they’re baby food, them man need nappies

Izzpot bugged, free bros, them savvy

Done stepped out, four black yutes in ballys

I beg man don’t try rassclat at me

Big baddy ting from Creole with a fatty

She loves gun man, sung sing some clappy

I’m a real yardman sound rude and aggy

I’m bussin' my ting if you get too chatty

Based in Broadwater Farm, come catch me

Girl is my age, every girl want chat me

Steppin' my ramz if you ain’t getting tappy

I just jumped in the booth,, made this drill beat sound brazy

I make girls scream «Yo» like Bando in the bando, where I’m tired and lazy

This ting from Ls, she’s mad if she know man slide with a rubber, that’s crazy

In the streets where I get shit poppin', live off corn, man I take it off safety

Where the fuck is, they lying, OFB scoring points like Neymar

T trap, that’s double O7, burn man skin, that’s a well off aimer

We tap these waps, no keyboard, no keyboard 'cause we ain’t no gamer

I could talk about drills all day, but that’s dead, that’s time, so okay,

see you later