Name: my soda tastes fake when i squint really hard and think of you by Clyde the BANDIT
Duration: 3 min
Description: Clyde the BANDIT - My soda tastes fake when i squint really hard and think of you - prod. REASY

I aint no diddy party rapper dont put your hands on me BIIIITCH 🤣😩🙌👏👏

Larry - Rose (slowed & reverb)

Passion Fruit

Clyde the BANDIT - My soda tastes fake when i squint really hard and think of you - prod. REASY

my soda tastes fake when i squint really hard and think of you

Postcode Mourning is a raw and reflective Drill anthem about the silent grief buried in every block.
From street memorials to missed calls that never get returned, this track speaks to the lives lost to postcode wars, broken systems, and the weight young people carry behind every lyric.

With cold 808s, ghostly melodies, and bars soaked in pain, Postcode Mourning is for every brother, friend, or voice that never made it home.
This isn’t just Drill — it’s street elegy, grime poetry, and a call for healing in a postcode still bleeding.

🎙️ For the ones we lost. For the ones still walking.

Postcode Mourning

Aka the official lyrical shitbox.

The Og goped rapper

Scooter boy 
mr fuck the system
medicatedish


Half baked Houdini 

Mr him 2025 (C)

my soda tastes fake when i squint really hard and think of you

Clyde the BANDIT

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