Lyrics Bando Spot - M1llionz

Bando Spot

Ay, what now?
HONEYWOODSIX
Jevon!
Yeah, yo (So productive)
I’ll take you to the bando shop (What?)
I’ll let you lick the sales I got
ANPRs on the M, it’s hot (Skrr)
So don’t smoke 'til we hit the spot (Whoa)
Outta town, that’s Bajan rock
1 to 2 from this weight I got
I’ll have you spending all your prof' (Haha)
Ringing my phone when you wanna cop', whoa
Yo, you can have it your way, I can come to you, but there’s gonna be a
delivery charge
If only they knew what the T house does
They wouldn’t be calling me an industry plant (Real shit)
You didn’t know the zoot she buns come big and green like Finsbury Park (Big
nugs, big nugs)
I got a number one in the track, it was way before I got my riddims to chart
So how do you want it, straight drop or a remix?
(What?)
I’ma let you know from now TT’s considerably more, so there’s no disagreements
(Quick, quick)
And Jodie ain’t scored all day
She’s a regular, I can’t believe she’s out there cheating (Huh?)
But I don’t care now and she wants to be let off a pound, man, I can’t complete
it (No)
There’s no deals (Lil' bitch)
I got the magic bricks, I’m the drug doctor
Never ran off on him 'cause my plug proper (Yeah)
If you want any bitch, you can just holla (Brr)
I now accept Bitcoins and I love dollars (Quick bricks)
I break it down for you bros, tens and twenties
I don’t tick, don’t phone me until the P’s ready (Don't)
At Christmas time while everyone’s merry with family
I was doing calls with a penny
I’ll take you to the bando shop (What?)
I’ll let you lick the sales I got
ANPRs on the M, it’s hot (Skrr)
So don’t smoke 'til we hit the spot (Whoa)
Outta town, that’s Bajan rock
1 to 2 from this weight I got
I’ll have you spending all your prof' (Haha)
Ringing my phone when you wanna cop', whoa
Jakes wanna watch what we do (Preeing)
And where we move, are we sharing food, or preparing yutes
If you rob this pack, don’t declare it’s you
'Cause when we come back, it’s a scary move (Finish him)
Whip it for me baby, nice and fast
Make sure you scrape the crumbs from the edge of the glass
Lock the door, grab my shank when I step in the trap
If the feds raid bro, I’ll be tellin' my cat (Meow)
But let me show how it actually is
Hand to hand, Talibans, got a passion for it
She don’t like the trap, told my new gyal, «I'm legit»
New stoner, the kitty wants a sample of it
Well hang on a bit, you done that?
I ramp on a bitch
Add the magic, twenty tonne stamped on the brick
No electric in the house so the candles are lit
Broke times I couldn’t afford a fancier bitch, now
If she got a devil face, I snap, she a freak (Nympho)
I ain’t got no fetish for feet (No), got a fetish for whippin' and glizzies
with beams (Baow)
Switchin' the Glocks, make it sing and repeat (Da, da, da)
Sendin' Bitcoins to the plug, he textin' me, say he didn’t receive (What?)
Damn, you didn’t receive?
You gotta be k-k-k-k-kiddin' me
I’ll take you to the bando shop (What?)
I’ll let you lick the sales I got
ANPRs on the M, it’s hot (Skrr)
So don’t smoke 'til we hit the spot (Whoa)
Outta town, that’s Bajan rock
1 to 2 from this weight I got
I’ll have you spending all your prof' (Haha)
Ringing my phone when you wanna cop', whoa
I’ll take you to the bando shop (What?)
I’ll let you lick the sales I got
ANPRs on the M, it’s hot (Skrr)
So don’t smoke 'til we hit the spot (Whoa)
Outta town, that’s Bajan rock
1 to 2 from this weight I got
I’ll have you spending all your prof' (Haha)
Ringing my phone when you wanna cop', whoa