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von TeeZandos

I′m back on my bullshit a

I'm back on my bullshit a
Idc if he′s cool
When he walks this way

Make sure it's a cautious way

I got blood on my hands
Residue
On my fingers

Got me wiping us down with this gas
And
I still love a Mali ting
But I broke up with mine
Cause he was a naxas

I been gone like I signed out
But I just signed in

Signed on
Perfect timing


Everyone's lit now
Lemme just chime in
Come for my spot
And we′re fighting

She came for my spot
Like a side ting
But it never worked out
Hashtag idiot

Me and them ain′t alike
Or affiliates
Send me for once
And I'm doing you hideous

Grievous

Jesus
Oh no′s
Pleases
I got hit
But I kept on banging
I ain't leaving my brother for nothing

He left his bredrin
They kept on hanging

I aint getting in shit for a one


Tell me who you are
What you′re about
Hi guys
I'm zandos
East side baby
I never came out of south

My G stats
Come Lamine yamal
I need cake don′t fameen man out
On the block if there's rock
Idc if it's hot we can move some gram in
Gram out

Im on tops like
Hit that
Banging on anything

Till I turn 19
Didn′t know better things

If there′s a problem

Speak on the elephant
But them weirdos
Weren't on anything

I′m back on my bullshit a
I'm back on my bullshit a

When you come round here
You should walk this way
And make sure that you talk this way

I ain′t telling you what to do
That's a suggestion
I don′t want you to trip and get mentioned
Or get cut out your clothes
From the tension

Listen close are you paying attention??

I just heard a bang
In the room
It weren't even me
Bro the hammers on you

Everyone coulda sang in the room

This is what happens when gang in the room

I had to duck
Cause i can't do up cells
Snake had to snitch
Hes likes thugga aswell

Twin got a bird
So he′s stuck in the jail
And All he can do is
Is argue
With his girl

Block princess militant

Street signed
Born bred
Diligent
Back in the past
I was small
I was innocent
Now
Im on go
I′m so sorry
I'm irritant

They can′t be where I be
They can't see where I am
I know imma star
And I know where you hang
If I get the drop on a opp
From a man
We come in a G wag with shooters to bang

Never been a phoney
Still love all my homies
Half of them in jail
Can′t even fucking phone me

Living like a king
I'm on better things
I
Got saved by Jesus

Bells in heaven ring

I want all the money
Gimmie all the dollar
Hit me up
And you ain′t stacked
Don't even bother

Give a dog a bone
And watch the nigga holla
Give a nigga bun
I love bringing Wahala

I'm back on my bullshit a
I′m back on my bullshit a

When you come round here
You should walk this way
And make sure that you talk this way

I ain′t telling you what to do
That's a suggestion
I don′t want you to trip and get mentioned
Or get cut out your clothes
From the tension

Listen close are you paying attention??