Billy & Mandy

By 3s

Released on October 14, 2019

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[Intro: JTrizzy]

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Urban Kulture Sound

Two shanks, that’s Billy and Mandy

Watch a paigon do dash like athlete

Chattin’s dead, don’t @ me

Dots on your block get popped, no acne

See me on the ride with Jax

Mortal Kombat, finish him like Cassie

Been on the rise like flats

Feds are on man, no clue like Daphne


[Verse 1: JTrizzy]

Slip in the 2's, no cap, you’re pissed (Pissed)

On the ride with naughty things

Ain’t talkin' 'bout my lightskin bitch (I ain't)

TrigLoose, he's known for snitching

Like twice he got that stitch (Like twice)

Fat ramzy, no kitchen

Get cheffed like Gordon’s dish (Ramsey)

He got done with fifteen millimetres, no inch (No inch)

Tryna ruin their day like Grinch

Bro got six, fuck the pigs (Fuck them)

Watch a paigon boy get wapped

Bro ain’t trash 'cause he’s in the bin (In trash)

Twelve gauge dots get slapped

Double tap, no Insta pics (Bow)

Yeah, he was talking shit

Bro just skid, man caught that one (I caught him)

That drillin was a lovely one

Wish the gang could've shared that fun

Just do it like my Nike garms (Nike)

Cheeky snap, tell them come, buss a U-turn when I tense my arm

Needy slags, tell them cut

Must be buzzin, you can't meet my marje (Can't)

This one comes sweet, don’t mad me

Ten ting calling me cute

She said that I'm her eye candy (Aha)

But nah, I can't be her boo

Bikini bottom slap cheeks like sandy

And yeah, I've been serving shots

So cool, you can call me Andy

Riding in cabs, ain’t no fake taxi (No taxi)


[Chorus: JTrizzy]

Two shanks, that’s Billy and Mandy

Watch a paigon do dash like athlete

Chattin’s dead, don’t @ me

Dots on your block get popped, no acne

See me on the ride with Jax

Mortal Kombat, finish him like Cassie

Been on the rise like flats

Feds are on man, no clue like Daphne

Two shanks, that’s Billy and Mandy

Watch a paigon do dash like athlete

Chattin’s dead, don’t @ me

Dots on your block get popped, no acne

See me on the ride with Jax

Mortal Kombat, finish him like Cassie

Been on the rise like flats

Feds are on man, no clue like Daphne


[Verse 2: Jax]

I fear nobody, I'm a reckless one (Woi, woi)

Test man, see if my dog won’t bark

Weld my steel on the field

I’ll swing that, ching dat

I’m hitting that ball out the park (Bow)

Swear I'm on a different ting, got a nitty that’ll rip mans skin for a ball of dark

Rambos up tryna bore up your clart

Never had waps, then, now we got

Machines, handy’s, dots, and rambos

Needles, pyrex, cats and bandos

Zulu Army, gang commandos

Way too active, they don’t wanna war, that’s long

Don’t care if he’s right or wrong

I'mma fly mans drum if my name gets put in a song

Anything O get put in a bong

They'll know about Mally, or do up your mum (Rrrr)

Spit in mans whip with a sword no gun

Got the same rambo as Atilla the Hun

Do it with bro, come see what he done

Then go on the run 'fore the yard gets spun

Anything 2 get put in the soil

I heat up a coil and get man boiled (Bow)

They try conspire, their plans got foiled

Your goons ain’t with it, your dargs ain’t loyal

I was in the g-section before my mum had a c-section

Waps out, show a nigga reflexes

Mans van that, show a nigga defensive

Beef with a block full of pretenders

But they got no dough, no mulla

Free Mo, free Dudda

A man feel safe 'til da mandem pull up

Hands on poles, they don’t know 'bout pull ups (Bow, bow)


[Chorus: JTrizzy]

Two shanks, that’s Billy and Mandy

Watch a paigon do dash like athlete

Chattin’s dead, don’t @ me

Dots on your block get popped, no acne

See me on the ride with Jax

Mortal Kombat, finish him like Cassie

Been on the rise like flats

Feds are on man, man no clue like Daphne


[Outro]

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