Bullseye - Bandokay, Double LZ, OFB

M1OnTheBeat

M1OnTheBeat

Ayy

Bro got chest he a bullseye (Boom)

When he saw it was red like a bullseye (Bow)

Come a long way from school fights

Now I just jump out the ride make corn fly

KMT they quote life

Pop up blast a .45

Open the chest no Fortnite

They ain’t come back in over fortnite

(Bando)

They ain’t come back in two weeks

We ain’t throwing no corn from

Ay bro slid out of the Hoopty

Truthfully he ain’t tryna slap no groupie

But he’s slapping it off, anyone lack he’s packing em off

Bro with the dots he’s tapping it off

Bow, bow, clapping it off (Bop, bop)

How many times did we did it, bro rise it and fling it infront of civilians

(Ayy who)

Jump out the 5 door civic

Last time that we did it bro caught him a chinging (Blow)

Step in the ride with the biggest

Spinning and drilling I’m hoping it hit em (Big)

Big ting, kick em

Free bro S done unlimited chingings

Bro slapped at him, I’m tryna get man’s neck back (Ayy, Ayy)

Fire, fire, touching a minor’s an instant Get Back

Bun after bun make you tek that

Convert Bando need tek chat

Do what I want big man disrespect that

Sit him down wet that clart man’s head back

Wap comes dark as Jet Black

Got me waving my hand in the air, make man disappear, but I ain’t no wizard

(Haha)

But we stay with sticks like witches, circle around where the fuck these niggas

(Where they at)

Causing collisions, the audience witness, run a man down for my siblings (I

will)

Real give you shivers, boop boop hop back in the dingers

And if you talk on my name best come with some facts though

Tell em lean back like Fat Joe

Call him a bird or afro

We hold green in the field like ascro

Glizzy and B getting burn like hash smoke

Bro hit his back bro

Take that backroad

Hitting the booth if this tracks cold

Come, come, come pick up your bredrin

You left him, leaving your friends unaccepted

My steppers are reckless anyone gets this bug no infection

Dottys, FNs, West’n, trip on your block get severed

We stepped him, flexes straight if you reach for my necks

Bro say drill like the devil

Young black rebel

No we can’t settle

Took man’s eye start kettle

Stingy no metal

Bag gang sell these pedals

Bag it and sell these pebbles

Rip through skin and show man levels

Rip through skin and show…

Bro got the farm all lit

You ever been on stage tryna spoke your flick

How many times we risen a stick

Bro banged off the ting and aired at that strip

Slap off the masher won’t stop til it pings

If you know what I mean real gunman bits

Spun that whip and they ran real quick

Ever been in a ride tryna turn man spliff

Yo, energy, energy

I hope you remember me

They got pops laid back in the cemetery

Sip on rays and pour some Hennessy

Bro locked in the wing like Tennessee

Lz hopped out and got there ahead of me

There’s only one Bando they copy my damn flow

Right know this bludclart telling me

Gully creeper

Want a beater

All lights out like Fifa

Waps in drawers and eater

You ever got heat and stepped with a heater

Jump out the car then skeet fast

Me, I ain’t runnin watch a bullet just keep up

You ain’t never seen no bigmatic meter

The corn gon tek out your hair and

I won’t pay for no onlyfans

But I’ll pay for

And my broski tease he still wants man duppy

Girl on the net we don’t know these man

I want a big crib, you should know me fam

Guns, bells, drugs, girls

My opps are broke it’s only gang

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