lirik lagu bando - nostalgia pt. i & ii
ayy
we gon’ get to, poppin’ bottles, cop moscato
dodge the suit and tie, we ‘bout them dollars
streets is full of cops and robbers
we gon’ take it back to bas~m~nt
so pop ya’ collar, that’s nostalgia
i need that 40 oz in my brown bag
i been sittin’ sideways
scr~ping daytons like caine did
meanacin’ with the kin and them
kick a jiggy sentence, writtens my ritalin
i’m sicker than your average b~st~rd
momma pardon my ways, for we just trying to get paid
i’m probably gon’ catch a fade, cause y’all n~~~~s be in my way
catch me gettin’ jiggy, jiggle t~~~~~s when i step in the building
i come second to nothing, i sever heads of your children
jiminy cricket, boy that’s sickening
shove a couple shovels down your neck if you ain’t diggin’ him
you dealing with a shark up in the water homie
i can see your poker face
but s~~~ i run the wire, watch me orchestrate
the boy gon’ make the wack n~~~~s hate it
all these bad b~~~~~s love me
label me back in effect, effectively causing commotion
most of you n~~~~s been average acting like we’d never notice
novice is what i’m implying, time to get rid of you bogus n~~~~s
but don’t stop (don’t stop)
get it, get it (get it, get it)
get yo’ money, get yo’ power, ain’t no difference
see, all these n~~~~s got this dream to make a million
only difference is the one who putting it in fruition
boy i’m ‘bout my business
we gon’ get to, poppin’ bottles, cop moscato
dodge the suit and tie, we ‘bout them dollars
streets is full of cops and robbers
we gon’ take it back to bas~m~nt
so pop ya’ collar, that’s nostalgia
aye yo b
it’s your cousin justin, what’s the deal boy
trying to get in touch with you
know yo’ a~~ in album mode, doin’ all this other little silly s~~~
being a rapper, fake famous a~~ n~~~a
but yea, uh, i’m sitting up here chillin’ and s~~~
and it’s a lot of bulls~~~ going on in this world
and i need you to do me a solid my n~~~a
i need you to go ahead and put some of that heat about it my n~~~a
i’m tired of the turn~up, herky jerky s~~~
it’s crazy out here
b~~~~~s premium snapchat prices going up and
gotd~mn world on fire, and s~~~ all f~~~~d up, my n~~~a
i know you doing what you do, but gon’ head and
drop some of that heat for me
alright boy, i’mma holla at you
bye
look, ain’t no love from the pavement
all i see is bottled anger, you n~~~~s complaining
time for b to claim it, okay, you n~~~~s in danger
see my lyrical aim is erratic i’m actually f~~~~~g insane
they wanted smoke till they up in a flame
where is my ashtray then
y’all in a rat race
on top of that n~~~~s in last place, d~mn
i’m on a sack chase
right now, i’m in the back field
n~~~~s dying on cap hills
take a bad step and they cap peeled
i’m on the interstate driving way higher than i’m supposed to be
going back forth with myself on which one is cold as me
i probably could name like 3 others who getting close to me
them n~~~~s me, myself and i, i’m speaking colloquially
i’ll never get in a local beef, let’s get the poultry
it’s too many guygers for us to to end up like botham jean
just as a reminder, your time could be cut like cocoa leaf
i think i’mma make it home, hopefully
i’m running late, they running backwards, i’m ahead of my time
instead of following accounts, i’m trying to follow the signs
me and my n~~~~s undefeated like the father of time
i’m like when something in the jar and that hot water collide
crack, open the windows let the water inside
don’t obey they rules or you ain’t part of the tribe
run it up in every way, boy that’s the only way
if we see a play that’s out of state then we still on the way
i been working late, day to day so i don’t want a break
and i don’t do the fake, so if you hating then we don’t relate
and f~~~ a snake
fangs in my ankles, i’m just trying to keep my grass cut
degrees inside the car, the guns still fall out as we ash blunts
we trying to simplify a way to run that bag up
but if we can’t then f~~~ it, guess we gotta mask up
we still addicted to playstations and fat b~tts
i thought i had a handle on this s~~~ but that was last month
strapped up, cognac cup, chick in the bathtub
finna give me back rubs, just for a piece of matt’s love
the difference is, when we collide it still be mad love
you n~~~~s want the work without the work
that s~~~ don’t add up n~~~a
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