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Trap trap in the bando, I don't wanna look like you My young nigga with the Rambo, you be getting jooked right through Gotta have scrams on the block cuh you know what the hood might do All my 150 niggas trap cuh we don't wanna look like you Trap trap in the bando, I don't wanna look like you Look at me, look at me I don't wanna look like you I got a fast car on the drive And I got a pushbike too Us man smoke bare weed Dem man bunning bare food Give me one spark of the zoot I'm about to kill this tune Tell a boy move, man can't chat to my crew Man can't do what I do Man best move, when you see come through That nigga there move loose Vroom vroom vroom, man might pull up on you Ting go boom boom boom, now look at you You, you, you and who? You had too much attitude (that's right) My niggas be clapping you Before all the fame, I'll show you what hammers do Don't let Capo spaz on you Load up the something, ba ba ba ba bap on you Free Maggie B Free all my niggas, man, free all the Gs Free MK, Littlez and Twigz Real niggas like PDC When fisherman come back home Bare man better go home Reckless with the big ting Lock it down, on one road Trap trap in the bando, I don't wanna look like you My young nigga with the Rambo, you be getting jooked right through Gotta have scrams on the block cuh you know what the hood might do All my 150 niggas trap cuh we don't wanna look like you Already told you niggas about the trap Like my nigga M Darg, I ain't run that back 7 out of 10, yeah that shit was wack You ain't even bad, you ain't even gotta act If I go wooly then I'll link Your man dem broke, go half on the ben In a bigger whip, riding round with a skeng With a bad bitch, yeah, her name is Gem When I'm pushing [?] I don't mean no boxing My dons are really tryna box em Come through yeah on a boss ting My man dem is clapping, your girlfriend is catting The pagans are chatting, see anybody, we'll wrap him Shoutout my haters in Clapham S-Wavey, I'll definitely clap him Trap trap in the bando, I don't wanna look like you My young nigga with the Rambo, you be getting jooked right through Gotta have scrams on the block cuh you know what the hood might do All my 150 niggas trap cuh we don't wanna look like you Never seen them in the field But they're doing all that rap Young nigga in the bando Tryna count all them racks Met your girlfriend and I slid through Now she want a car ride back Turn a good girl to a bad bitch Now I want them all like that Got pussy, got pussy, got Gucci, don't know about you Got bitches, got bitches, they stay cause they want a round two I was fucking his bitch for a minute and he never knew Put my dick in the bitch, then my nigga was fucking her too Mr doo-doo-doo, in the cut man, doo-doo-doo Doo-doo-doo, drop road, doo-doo-doo Still up on my block, young niggas and they're savage with it Roll around the block, big bag, no baggage in it Don't care about the tool, blow out his belly, saw rice, bit of cabbage with it Trap trap in the bando, I don't wanna look like you My young nigga with the Rambo, you be getting jooked right through Gotta have scrams on the block cuh you know what the hood might do All my 150 niggas trap cuh we don't wanna look like you