Sittin’ in the bando, it’s not nice
I went Novikov and I got rice
Still put Indomie in the pot, on the block where the guys get high off of nitrous oxide
If she bad, then I might just cop that
But more time, I might take her to Popeyes
She fell in love when we locked eyes
But I don’t need love, I need mob ties
You see all these so-called tough guys?
Bro pull up and you’re seein’ their soft side
(Lil Bro) Lil Bro don’t show no face, he’s gonna get paid and stay out the spotlight
These rappers are fictional characters
They don’t bang in real life, that’s hentai
Mandem upscale from the hood phones
Set up a shop, OT, that’s a franchise
I-I-I won’t react, but the gang might
Mandem stand by, throwing up hand signs
I know grown men runnin’ in cribs and tying up kids and cuttin’ off landlines
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