MEMORIES
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Bands
(Yo Jamskull)
Bando
Hmm, brrt
Boy, boy, haha
So much memories from the past you can't bring back (nah)
You ever think that?
Zheetos in my spliff, lemme think back
Got me crushin' on my loud, I asked bro, "Where's the chip, ahk?"
He ain't a bad boy, he needs to sit back
Correra or ridgeback (ayy)
That was me and my flick nank
Broad day or pitch black
(Broad day or pitch black)
Broad day or pitch black
(Broad day or pitch black)
Got me wearin' Trapstar, it's a secret (shh)
Got my strap in a car for these eediats (boy)
I spoke to my nan and she said I'm a genius (nanny)
Believe yourself, believe Jesus
Police killed my dad though, they still got me mad, bro (stress)
My little sis confused where her dad go
One hundred bags, where? What is that? Yo (mad)
My name's Bando
I'll make that off a trap phone
Probably even more, where's my cash? Yo (ayy, watch it)
Got me feelin' fly like a helicopter (woo)
So if ever robbed ya
Suck ya mum, I never cheated, cheaters never prosper (never)
I need to win a Oscar (mad)
They need to see a doctor (now)
I'm seein' so much money, I can't count it proper
Twin barrel shotgun, we shot some
They're rappin' 'bout burners, but what burners?
They ain't got none (whutless)
My nigga caught a LP and still got funds (free him)
We had the GP on deck with the Glock gun
Talkin' 'bout readys, bring your readys out
Baow, hit his headie now (boy, boy)
BBC News, he's on tele now
If it jams up, cock it back and it's ready now
Shut down any town, anyhow
Bands, I'm back for good, real talk, man, I'm back and better (yo)
I told bro we see opps, you better back your wetter (yo)
And if you're on the other side, you better back your bredda
Talk up, me, I chat whenever, big Beretta
Bare RIPs and 3's
You know how the ting set, man
(Mm-hmm, merky)
Still free the murder team
Free S, free Boogie (bap, bap, trust)
Free my trappers, free Bricks (it's murder)
Free Baz, free T1 (free them all)
Free Vale (fuck the opps)
I told Bug, "Stop goin' jail" (stop it)
They asked, "How's the music?" I say it's goin' well (so far)
I told God I'm goin' heaven, I ain't goin' hell (father God)
Go again if I go and fail, I do it for the O as well (boy, boy)
Stand on my block, I should be up in the booth though (ayy)
Me plus gang, two waps in the studio (boy)
LV bags in the boot, press the key, make the boot close (sheesh)
And fuck them other guys, might rob 'em like who knows (haha)
Early morn' in the cemetery
Just me Uncle Spangz with a bit a Henny (Spangz)
I'm forever starrish and I'm forever ready (forever)
They took my pops and we lost Smeggy
Both my legs turned jelly (ayy, ayy)
The fans want my mixtape, I'm like here we go (let's go)
I spoke the truth in this tune, you better hear me, bro (you know)
I'm in this 4x4 with no gears you know (ayy)
I'm still the kid from the farm with no fears on go
I'm in the trenches with hot fries (boy)
My killas drop guys (ayy)
And you ain't ever seen a Tauras or Glock 9 (never)
Dotty or the Glock bine
They're tryna stop crime
I'm tryna make a hundred M's, I still got time (watch it)
Yo, I'm tryna make a hundred M's within no time (trust)
It's all mad, I was four back in '05 (facts)
I was young, always chillin' with the old guys (ayy)
And we don't shoot man, once you can hold five (boy)
Step with the Glock or the Tre 2 (brr)
Drill and get paid too
Broad day, the guys doin' bait moves
I drink Henny, not Grey Goose (trust)
Long nose in my manbag
I'll pop out and blaze yutes (boy)
Step with the Glock or the Tre 2 (step it)
Drill and get paid too
Broad day, the guys doin' bait moves (ayy)
I drink Henny, not Grey Goose
Long nose in my manbag
I'll pop out and blaze yutes
Bands, ayy

Memories

ROLL WITH A G (FEATURING. TIGGS DA AUTHOR)
#clavish #rollwithag #clavishtiggsdaauthor #rapgameawful #ukrap #ukdrill #rap #drill #freestyle #flow #nodifference #4ofus #publicfigure #greece #clavishgreece #traumatised #rocketscience #dbe #dblockeurope #clavishdbe #fredo #rimzee #tiggsdaauthor #youngsteflon #tinyboost #mostack #kaashpaige
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[Chorus: Tiggs Da Author]
Shawty wanna roll with a G
That's why she rollin’ with me
Ooh, I love me a freak
Yeah, she whine up on it
Gyally don't want me to leave
Gotta hit up the fiends
Said I'm done with the streets
But I’m back up on the, woah
I'm back up on the, woah
I'm back up on the, woah
I'm back up on the, woah

[Verse 1: Clavish]
Ah, shawty heard about the work that I put in, said it turn her on
Nosey yutes wanna know where we got the burner from
Don't worry, education was a no from me
Like, I ain't going colly
Still get educated when she's on her knees
So sloppy, told her, "I'ma stay, but I gotta leave"
I’m so sorry, five-foot-three, but shе a freak with her grown body
I’m outside, how you gonna roll if you'rе a homebody?
Killers ’round me act like they got no bodies

[Chorus: Tiggs Da Author]
Shawty wanna roll with a G
That's why she rollin' with me
Ooh, I love me a freak
Yeah, she whine up on it
Gyally don't want me to leave
Gotta hit up the fiends
Said I’m done with the streets
But I'm back up on the, woah
I'm back up on the, woah
I'm back up on the, woah
I'm back up on the, woah

[Verse 2: Clavish]
I got Dior's on my feet, but my hoodie be Celine
B22s, but she prefers the B23s
Shawty wanna roll with a G
Yeah, that's clear to see
I don't need flash, why?
'Cause all my stones are clear to see
Now I'm gettin' clout just from rappin' what I really do
All these different girls on my case, but it's really you
My slow replies are not 'cause I'm hoeing around
If I tell you that I'm spinnin' blocks, all day, it's really true
I love it when her nails did, hair done, really new
Tryna change my life, but when it's that time, I don't really shoot
I really drip, started on a quarter, but I really flip
8 A.M., nitty's hit my second phone, they really sick
The lights in the coupe make her buss it, no pressure
Yeah, he's gotta chain, but he ain't even got him no presser
If this shit's for fame, we can make you famous on a stretcher
'Cause I'm famous, she let me nut on her lashes when I'm fed up
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[Chorus: Tiggs Da Author]
Shawty wanna roll with a G (Ah-ha)
That's why she rollin' with me (Ah-ha)
Ooh, I love me a freak
Yeah, she whine up on it
Gally don't want me to leave (No way)
Gotta hit up the fiends
Said I'm done with the streets
But I'm back up on the woah (Back up on the woah, yeah)
I'm back up on the, woah (Back up on the woah, yeah)
I'm back up on the, woah (Yeah, I'm back up on the road, yeah)
I'm back up on the, woah

[Outro: Tiggs Da Author]
Back up on the road
Back up on the road
I'm back up on the road
I'm back up on it (Yeah)
I'm back up on it (Yeah)
I'm back up on the road (Ahah)

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HOMETOWN
#bandokay #hometown #mark #abracadabra #headieone #kush #akz #rv #yf #kash #rap #newrap #drill #ukdrill #ukrap #bando

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CLICK OF MY FINGERS
#clavish #clickofmyfingers #rap #ukrap #rapgameawful #100mph #freestyle
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[Intro]
(JJ, what you tellin' me, fam?)
(Ayy, Minxy, you goated)
Yo

[Verse 1]
**** suckin' my dick, but doin' it wrong, now I gotta sue that
She says she don't want me no more, that's calm, it's nothin' to get me the new lap
I was makin' a Snap', Crash chattin' 'bout wettings, now I gotta mute that
And I robbed Mar Mar, but that's nothin' new, I been robbin' guys since I was a yout' man
I just got a drop, I'm not gonna ask if you're comin' or not
I fly girls that's not where I'm from, I hit from behind and she cummin' on top
Phone my phone if they're coppin' a rock
I weren't upset not winnin' a MoBo, I've won bigger awards like top goal-scorer for the block
Huh, handwritin' printed, the windows tinted
Revolver new, but the shotgun vintage, unlimitеd linkage
If I end up doin' a drill in my Dior coat, I'm not gonna bin this
I've orchеstrated drills just with the click of my fingers
Now she slippin' her knickers
Her lips were made for suckin', natural pattern, ain't got any fillers
Back then, used to risk it, two feet, ten toes, never had any dinners
And step with the kitchen, that was mummy's, never had any spinners
Drippin', my winter coat's gonna cost you two to do up the zippers
When bro got nicked for the M, I weren't involved and still got the shivers
No matter the time or weather, crackheads know I'll get it delivered
She grew up in a good home, I don't know why her type's drug dealers and drillers
[Chorus]
The pack just came in, but I'ma get that gone by the click of my fingers
Whatever they offer, I make them times it twice by the click of my fingers
A baby nine, three-two'll spin, get pressed by the click of my fingers
I'm not in her good books, still drop to her knees by the click of my fingers
The pack just came in, but I'ma get that gone by the click of my fingers
Whatever they offer, I make them times it twice by the click of my fingers
A baby nine, three-two'll spin, get pressed by the click of my fingers
I'm not in her good books, still drop to her knees by the click of my fingers

[Verse 2]
Don't you hate when the mash starts clickin'?
Heard **** the baddest boy on the block, bet me and bro turn that victim
Oh, you think 'cause I'm rappin' I won't put on my black 'cause I'm turnin' twisted?
Oh, you think that I'm cappin'? What happened when I caught **** slippin'?
Cut ties if I hear one of my ones snitchin'
I know big homes' intentions pitchin'
Not on a bench, I'm where the pitch is
Or I'm inside of one of them man's bitches
Probably those Golden Boys, still up to mischief
Told her, "Don't tell your friends you're holdin' a mash for me, that's none of their business"

[Chorus]
The pack just came in, but I'ma get that gone by the click of my fingers
Whatever they offer, I make them times it twice by the click of my fingers
A baby nine, three-two'll spin, get pressed by the click of my fingers
I'm not in her good books, still drop to her knees by the click of my fingers
The pack just came in, but I'ma get that gone by the click of my fingers
Whatever they offer, I make them times it twice by the click of my fingers
A baby nine, three-two'll spin, get pressed by the click of my fingers
I'm not in her good books, still drop to her knees by the click of my fingers

Covering My Ears (feat. Naughty Boy & wewantwraiths)

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