[Intro]

OFB way

Gun way, gang way

Get right or get left

Ghosty

[Verse 1: Bandokay]

Every now and then I cut tru' your block (Where they at?)

But still I can't find me a soul (Ay)

We didn't-we didn't see Turna in Eddy

We caught him in Walthamstow (With his bae)

This bruck back here come old

We ain't leaving 'till he's shaking, no joke (Pumpy)

SJ splash man down, oh woah

Yo, that's two man in one go (Listen up)

Bandokay, I'm boss on my block

I make bad B's pop O's (I'm a Farm t'ug)

Anytime I meet new cats, I give them pics

They don't have to pose (They know)

Free Kash, that's bro, 'bout a year ago

He got locked for smoke (That's bro)

At traffic lights tryna give him this poke

'Nuff times F done ripped up coats

Any little stunt that them man pull

We popped up quick like toast (Bow)

Bad B on the nizz, she's doing the most

She brucks her back and goes (See you later)

And she give me mad throat

And now she wan’ boast, got her telling my hoes (Why you doing that?)

I just wan' squeeze like Shay

So when you see me you better use them toes (Zone 2)

[Verse 2: SJ]

I told bro that we're going on the scariest ride

And I ain't talking 'bout no rides in Thorpe Park (No rides)

You say you done this and you say you done that

Guess what little man? You're a talker (Your chatting)

I get pushed up front with my broski

And they get pushed right back like Walker (Dickhead)

Juice man down on the back road with my Rambo

And rinse that with water (Rinse that)

Don't cross this border

As soon as you step into Broadwater Farm

You're getting dussed out in order (Where you going?)

And we camp with the corn by the bushes

So don't ever think that you can walk past (No you can't)

I follow the money, no stopping

So I guess you could call me a stalker (I'm a stalker)

Pull up, jump out and we're letting the tool blast (Bow Bow)

Man's knees deep in it

And there's no way that I'll ever back down (Never)

My nigga made so many bands in the crack house

And he's still gotta count up these pounds

Bucked armed Jakes on the high road

I told bro we gotta go back right now (Right now)

Four pedal bikes, four Rambos

And that's everytime that we ride 'round town

[Verse 3: Bandokay]

(Add a K, get blammed like fuck it, you know)

My bad B got too much chat

Babes, come bank this pack where your crotch is (If you're OJ)

If bro don't know what he's doing

Pass me the dots, let Bando bruck it (I'll bruck it)

Said she seen me on the stage with H

Secretly, she's wet like a bucket (Uh huh)

And them mans olders are neeks

Tion Wayne's a fucking muppet (Nerd)

MB's fast like Turna

We stopped chasing him like fuck it (Haha)

Can't lose with bae like T

Bando always gotta tuck it (You know)

Swing my shank with force

So this Rambo might get stuck in

And tonight we're going on the glide

Don't be the one to get bucked (Why?)

Buck into me and S

Rambos out, you're out of luck (Don't run)

[Verse 4: SJ]

Money on my mind and my hearts in fully (Fully)

I'm a 22 bully, straight leather gloves

I don't rock with woolys (No way)

Pulling up, wagwan, what's goody?

Tryna insert my blade in hoodys (Ching)

She suck this dick, I ain't touching pussy

Get chinged while them boy try boogy

Them boy there cowboys like Woody

I been out in the field for ages

You can't test my patience

You can never ask me what my name is

Man been doing fuckeries on the pavement (Trust me)

Now I guess I'm everyone's paigon

Now I gotta clear out these wagons (Clear dat)

Spilt fruit punch all over my trainers

Slap this corn, wake up all the neighbours

[Verse 5: Bandokay]

Running man down 'till I run out of breath

I hate hearing, “you're under arrest” (I hate it)

You don't wanna see me and S

Rambos out, tryna hit that chest (PYC)

Big bumper, thick thighs and breast

Wan' flex with the gang and pop them F's (Aye)

Me and Zillz nearly crashed into feds

Skid, skrr, tell bro turn left

Creeps stab one, look 'round, who's next?

In the ride told my young boy flex

If opps pull up, they're fucking stressed

Buck me with Lz, better have your vest (Ching)

[Verse 6: SJ]

Don't get chinged out your DSquared jeans

Insert my blade in your Fendi tee (Insert)

You can't question me

If it's on then it's on, no need for speech (No speech)

I don't squash no beef cah my hearts fully on

And my heads on heat (Yeah, it's hot)

My broskis really are doing these drills

And he's the young definition of teached

Me and bro having talks about going on glides

In the same week we was going on rides (Riding)

Took a trip to the 9, we can't leave so quick so we circled twice

There's no opps in sight, it gets me mad when I waste my time

The opp thots want a Farm block tug'

Better suck dick, you ain't holding pipe (Suck it)

[Outro]

Ghosty