[Intro]
Ay, my n***a Bando, tell them suttin', tell them suttin'
Yo, yo, yo, your boy Bando
Soon home, you know the vibes
You know I'm sayin', get that shit back in blood (Grr)
Yeah, free all the fucked boys, serious
Yeah, yeah, wass (Yes)
You know, you know
Serious, serious, woo
Come on, free my n***a Bando, n***as know
Streets know too, huh
Lekaa Beats

[Verse 1]
I'm really on my demon shit like Sai So (Yeah)
Me and my amigos like Quavo (Uh-uh)
She want me to cuff it, I just wanna fuck it (Uh)
She got a fuck-off back like J-lo (Big bat)
Hands on a tap, aim up and squeeze (Pow)
Shall main road, done it on main road (Uh-uh)
Let me not talk about the drills I done (Sh-sh)
I don't want my feds at my doors in plain clothes (Sh)
She used to like me when I had cornrows
But she said I look way better with a fade though
S splashed that, do it at a party
Now, he's got blood on his face holes (Uh-uh)
It was us man bullyin' them man
Why you think they hate our gut some? (Why you think?)
N***as with racks, and they hatin' on our shout
Rip man in drip, didn't give no fucks
[Chorus]
Charge it to the game (Uh)
Come get that shit back in blood (Come get it)
Really came from the bottom (Yes)
I got that shit out of the mud (Huh)
Truss (Truss), how you think their bredrins duss? (How you think)
It was us man bullyin' them (Us man)
It was never them bullyin' us (Never)
Charge it to the game (Uh-huh)
Come get that shit back in blood (Uh-huh)
Really came from the bottom (Yes)
I got that shit out of the mud (Uh-huh)
Truss (Truss), how you think their bredrins duss? (How you think)
It was us man bullyin' them (Us man)
It was never them bullyin' us

[Verse 2]
Every day I hear M24 in a score up
I hear M24 ain't on none, no
I was tryna explore that block like Dora
Borer, back that out and they run (Back it)
Cutting through the 6 with my woes like Drake
Was doin' that shit for fun (Yes)
And I ain't got wings like Lekaa
You should've seen the way that boy got done (Huh)
I stepped in, lookin' like money (Like guap)
Bro stepped in, lookin' all cruddy
Talks to the blades like Wesley Snipes
Now, his trainers lookin' all bloody
FG slashed him, done him up ugly
Yucky, or get fried, Kentucky (Yuck)
The Get Backs got a UAV
It should've been 4, but we got unlucky
Every ting got far when we reach (Fuck off)
And the A made feds retreat (Huh)
Go check the news (Go check it)
'Cause the gang already got receipts (Huh-uh)
Streets, opps get left on streets
Peak, tell me why they lyin' on beats (Why they cappin')
Brand new wap, just came with teeth
And my AP bussed it, wrist on fleek
It was me in a bruck-down Rover (Me)
Tryna do one of them man over
No, I ain't lackin', I'm rollin' heavy (No)
You can tell by a n***a Persona (Yeah, yeah)
Skills in the pitch when I flick it, Rabona
Two in the ride, but I kept composure (Huh)
You want the clout so bad?
Gang put him in the TV, gave him exposure (Uh)
[Chorus]
Charge it to the game (Uh)
Come get that shit back in blood (Come get it)
Really came from the bottom (Yes)
I got that shit out of the mud (Huh)
Truss (Truss), how you think their bredrins duss? (How you think)
It was us man bullyin' them (Us man)
It was never them bullyin' us (Never)
Charged it to the game (Uh-huh)
Come get that shit back in blood (Uh-huh)
Really came from the bottom (Yes)
I got that shit out of the mud (Uh-huh)
Truss (Truss), how you think their bredrins duss? (How you think)
It was us man bullyin' them (Us man)
It was never them bullyin' us