Lightwork - Bandokay

Yeah, yeah, yeah Comin' from the southside but it's like ghetto I got a zebra in my house and a antelope Been round the world, do a jet, so Steve Angelo Rockin' white gold, pink gold and the yellow Was a busy man that used to wanna rock echoes See the crib, kept the shit so art decor Another one, that's another dove placed special I make 'em feel so good that she can't say no Uh, gettin' wasted at my rap party I coulda shagged her and shoulda shagged Carley Venice at the weekend with my black Barbie Feel like Beckham, let me get it, yeah the black Carley Uh, she wear the cape, tastin' calamari Love AJ, but I can't stand the Marley Get a Visa, I ain't never been to [?] Passin' out like LeBron, ain't [?] Uh, you see the hits? Lightwork Long setters, got bars, I'm a lifer I just do it for the kids, tell Michelle Pfeiffer I'm gettin' paid, me and Mitch left Mekhi Pfeiffer Uh, we made love but I never wifed her Uh, got a BET and I ain't never done Cypher Hatin' on us 'cause we young rich No more pussy niggas we don't really fuck with You see the hits? Lightwork You see the hits? Lightwork Drop the beat then she might twerk You see the hits? Lightwork Yeah, black boys gettin' white paper I'm flickin' on my Periscope, like hi, hater From the underground, now we in the skyscraper Got a wicked white ting like a money ranger Uh, she look good but sound amazin' That's left as filled as a foundation When my dogs out, where my Alsatians? Fur coat 'cause 101 Dalmatians We gettin' million skank tings Got 10 gold chains, each for every grand kid Been defense but I'm never unaccountin' You ain't got a watch, cry if these rappers actin' She like the fact that I'm hard workin' I hold them pigs that they can't search him Try to bury me alive but they can't murk him I just got a number one, this is us workin' Uh, you see the hits? Lightwork Long setters, got bars, I'm a lifer I just do it for the kids, tell Michelle Pfeiffer I'm gettin' paid, like when Chris left Billy Piper Uh, bustin' dope, do a little climb I got broads in Atlanta that like by Desiigner Uh, now these haters wanna jump ship No more pussy niggas we don't really fuck with You see the hits? Lightwork You see the hits? Lightwork Drop the beat then she might twerk You see the hits? Lightwork You see the hits? Lightwork

Glued to perceptions of power Possessions Not new to this world where my Crimes infested When times get hard then peace Suggested I reek of reefer of this gas I swept in Blasting effort Life's a bitch but I'm not new to Pimpin' Posed to be grown up and prolly Thinking different But can't be fucking with the kid I'll get your soul lifted Got him talking with his pride and Now they both drifting Riddle me this smile so wide I got Elephant bliss See it in these rhymes to find Optimal bliss Fuck a automobile I got my Prophecy sealed Cuz time ticking on this timepiece That I just picked Its quite evident that y'all ain't Quite relevant Tryna be a better man got rhymes For your betterment Cost of the lack joy We out here Inventing it Venting from these words that you Could hear it in my rhetoric Letter to the bitches who I pulled a letterman with Big crib and a whip and Then what? Y'all dreams the same I too in that frame Put two in a boat of blisters That made me insane Made me the kid But lately I've been laid back and Chilled Lady leaf and labour able till my Colors is teal Color me blue lost my taste buds Now I'm spreading the flu Call it a fluke Shoutout my dukes for passing the looks Can't be smiling with crooks Like dealing with that pain always Better ways So I spot em some tunes for some Better days Getem dicey anyways (Get 'em dicey anyways) I shine with the pen Thats light-work Scroll through old pages Thats life's work Scolding my incompetence and Setbacks But you just gotta kick back and Watch life work So I kick back And jot facts on points From pints and joints No limit to this shit We had to make life work Gorillas in this bitch for every Stack I work A pocket full of dreams for every Cent i'm worth A bunch of these regrets That came along my path It don't matter where y'all step that Shit is squid game glass Y'all way into the past I weigh in with the math Lay low and get detached I'm attending to these raps I swear imma make it blast Till I'm in a cass-keet

(4K, drop another fire) Ooh, girl What they say must be true, girl You don't need no more proof, girl From the way that you, move, girl, you move girl that's light work Feel some type, I feel some type of way Wine your waist girl show the night away I've been about there is no finer place You love the chase I want to taste I gotta find that, yeah 'Cause no word can define you You're the one I can't lie to No girl can outshine you, when you just make it all look so easy No word can describe you You're the one I can't lie to No girl can outshine you, when you just make it all look so easy Left, right, baby, left, right, uh Any side that's your best side Girl, we can go for a test drive Yeah, if you're tryna live your best life I just love how you go wine up your waist You love attention, yeah, baby, don't play Losing my words girl you play with my brain I don't know what else to say 'Cause I see you, and there ain't no girl that's badder than But I can tell I'm not your only fan See you're getting pree'd by a bag of man You know I'ma take my time I gotta find out, yeah 'Cause no word can define you You're the one I can't lie to No girl can outshine you, when you just make it all look so easy No word can describe you You're the one I can't lie to No girl can outshine you, when you just make it all look so easy Girl you make it look easy You know I love when you're needy Like baby, come breed me I love when you freaky Yo baby, you know I just can't take my mind off you And none of them can take your shine off you You know I'm always making time for you Baby, I gotta find that, yeah 'Cause no word can define you You're the one can't lie to No girl can outshine you, when you just make it all look so easy No word can describe you You're the one I can't lie to No girl can outshine you, when you just make it all look so easy Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah No girl can outshine you, when you just make it all look so easy Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah No girl can outshine, when you just make it all look so easy

Ayy, Bands (Rah, it's BKay, you know) ayy Yes, Lord, ayy Praise the Lord one time then praise Him twice (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) All now, we're still taking, saving lives (trust) My young boy ching my man (ying that) B, I got so much hate for the paigon guys (ayy, ying that) I can't stand all the paigon lies (nah) My bro's tappin' a next paigon's wife (nah, nah, brrt) Praise the Lord one time then praise Him twice (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) All now, we're still taking, saving lives (save it) My young boy ching my man (ying that) B, I got so much hate for the paigon guys (ayy, ying that) I can't stand all the paigon lies My bro's tappin' a next paigon's wife (nah) Opp block, trip on a paigon's side (paigon's side) Watch the paigons hide (skeet off) My bro beat off at the paigon's ride Watch the car skeet off, fuck thе paigon's life Ever seen a g-lock get to aiming binе When I touch the g-spot, it's a "Shake you fine" Got the mash and g-lock tryna rave and that I don't care what he's got, man's just breaking spines Praise the Lord one time then praise Him again (Lord) He got bunned one time, bro blazed him again (bun) We do 'nuff gun crime, shells raining again Keep raining on them, I don't rate none of them (zero) Even on the backroad, I wouldn't snake one of them They was envying me, I see the faking in them G'd up, mazzaleen, now it's shaking again Need some extendos, haffi raise them again Where's the extendos to my twin rinse-off? I seen him run that way, where did his friends go? One shot, two shot, tryna hit his head, bro Put corn in your ears, you won't need headphones (nah) Could've left by now, still in your ends though Switch, nothin' like Nintendo My little bro let go, body blow, wet bro Bro made headstones 'cause he love wet zones And free Potter 'cah he love swing with it (swing with it) Probably swim with it He can talk duke noise, still bringin' it (always) FTO, SYM, bare vim with it (suck ya mum) Flingin' it, bro's pingin' it and chingin' it (ayy) Yo, see the LV pouch got a ting in it (watch it) But I hopped out and hopped back in, love trimming shit If it ain't that, he's ringin' it (ringin' it) Praise the Lord one time then praise Him twice (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) All now, we're still taking, saving lives (save it) My young boy ching my man B, I got so much hate for the paigon guys (ying that, ying that) I can't stand all the paigon lies My bro's tappin' a next paigon's wife (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) Praise the Lord one time then praise Him twice (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) All now, we're still taking, saving lives (watch it) My young boy ching my man (ayy, ying that) B, I got so much hate for the paigon guys (ayy, ying that, ying that) I can't stand all the paigon lies My bro's tappin' a next paigon's wife Plus I'm up in the field, now, slap an .8 ting I don't really rate him cah the yutes hate him When I see his face, gotta decorate it (ying that) I told bro, "We're all one, no separating" (all one) The gang gets serious if we're all debating That's VWF, the G's loves shaving Rambos blazing, she keeps complaining She keeps calling me "Babes" when it's not a babes ting Ayy, gyal, lean with it, turn with it See a man and burst him G-locks, FNs, ZKs, hurtin' him (hurtin' him) Lurkin' shaky turbulence A lot of money, Farm Boys, and murderers See, the other opp boys just hurdlers (dickheads) I got kwengs locked up and burglars Like, bine, bine, bine (brrt) That's what you hear when the car was skidding Bine, bine, bine (brrt) That's what you hear when my mates try wig him Bine, bine, bine (brrt) We just gave him a shot and I'm sure it won't jam (nah) We just corned that punk cah he pulled that stunt (you know, you know) Made in a blunt, we just called him a cunt now both gyal Runtz (gelato) Shit, man Rah, it's BKay, you know Fuckin' hell

Bando (baow) Brrt, brrt, bwoy dead O way or no way (grrt, bang) (Yo, Jamskull, they're here) o's up or get soaked up (you know the vibes) Free Slim (gang, gang) Free the fuckin' O (baow, baow) Listen, yo, yo Eleven shots up out the glizz', my nigga peppers dons (glizzy) You know I got it if you see me with my leathers on (I got it) And we don't care about the time or the weather, don (nah) We get the drop, we're turnin' up to do you steppers wrong (listen) And fans asking if I'm beefin' with Russ Bands ain't beefin' with Russ, I let my killers hit your pathway (baow, baow) I can never have beef on the internet (why?) I'ma bad boy, I got beef up on Park Lane (npk) I ain't really got beef with the 9iners, they're tired I'd rather go pattern some next beef (listen) My nigga chef Sneakz, free him up so he can wet reepz (haha) If she's over there won't let the sket leave (dumb hoe) 'Cause if you're chillin' with the paigons (woo) Then we're gonna make your life a mayhem (woo) Gun powder, that's my fragrance (woo, woo) Another opp gotta rest in peace And if I buck you one on one, you think I'll let you live? (never) I guarantee I soak you up and leave you next to trees (ying) My niggas next to me and we ain't doing ecstasy (bun dat) We get the drop and do a drill, that's how it's meant to be (bang) Long live bro, all for you bodies garn drop (baow) The opps ain't safe even when they get their car washed (stab tyres) I need a milli, label said I'm not far off (ayy, ayy) The A and R's on my back cah I'm a star boss (bando) And forty bags on my neck, I'm only twenty, bro My killy's locked, still hear me on his stereo (free him up) They say I always pop o's like a Cheerio They got my name in their mouth, I'm like "here we go" (oi) I'm back and fourth in the booth, call it booth-trappin' (ayy) Spoke on my nigga's name, he done two slappins (baow) And you ain't never seen a glizz' with a laser (never) My little bro gripped that and had shoot at him They aiming for legs, we ain't giving no leggies out (leggies out) Hit his headie now (baow) Gunman will step for the kid and they ready now (ready now) Anyting can pop off, if so, get your readies out (ayy) Up the four four and cause nothin' but fatal damage (baow) They want war with the g's, you think they will manage? (never) This seventeen holds a lot in the clip, bro (woi, woi) We pull up to a function, at least eight will have it Bro's white Airs were lookin' like red forces They're hearin' it wrong, fuck your dead sources I'm making money now, I need a stead' mortgage (buy a yard) So I can live life and buy some red porches And why you preein' in the dance if you haven't got it? (haven't got it) It's gettin' people hurt, you fellas gotta stop it (for true though) We dance with bare Ramey's and a couple rockets (baow) I know the party's nice, but we gotta lock it (bands) Oi, oi Brrt, haha Head back season Pwoi! Protect your head back ha Pwoi! (bando) Free the fuckin' o Talkin' 'bout this and that Listen, gunshot