Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song ONCE IN A WHILE , by - OFB. Song from the album Frontstreet, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 30.10.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Rat Trap
Song language: English
ONCE IN A WHILE |
| Top floor penthouse |
| I reminisce just once in a while |
| Q and Q for free |
| Everybody getting high when I come to the town |
| I was locked down down South |
| Had t’ugs tryna tell me come to the mount |
| Had a couple months 'til I’m out |
| Just three months later, had a nine in that presser |
| And it come straight out that blender |
| I was out 'ere playing catch up |
| Cah I know that my timing is precious |
| How many times did I do that fast lane |
| Reach that junction, take that exit |
| It could’ve been rack when I throw this twenty |
| But it got spent on a sawn off Trenton |
| Get yourself caught on the lack |
| No one can’t save him |
| You’re gonna see a doctor, who? |
| David Tennant |
| Four long, kick it |
| Swear down this one here ain’t from Tekken |
| Caught me a suttin' and it got left leaking |
| I done it just like my pendant |
| This black blade, that’s my best friend, that’s my best friend |
| And all the fiends know about the bando, that’s their entrance |
| Face-to-face with judge |
| But I’m thinking no way that that’s my sentence |
| Do it for bro cah he do it for me |
| That’s my bredrin |
| Top floor penthouse |
| I reminisce just once in a while |
| Q and Q for free |
| Everybody getting high when I come to the town |
| I was locked down down South |
| Had t’ugs tryna tell me come to the mount |
| Had a couple months 'til I’m out |
| Bro got a couple months 'til he’s out |
| No doubt, Bando, man do it and bounce |
| This Bad B’s coming straight from South |
| Said she Bando and SJ, that’s clout |
| Jump out, creep up like a mouse |
| But bro’s too fast, he wan' scream and shout |
| Bring smoke to the dance, go bow |
| Have mouth and watch me back it from my pouch |
| Ouch, smoke on me, I got it |
| My bro got it too but he’s high off loud |
| If I pull up, don’t be in the crowd |
| Bandokay, bad yute from a child |
| The opp boys know gang go wild |
| And my fam telling me that I make them proud |
| Year 9, school times, weren’t allowed |
| I would’ve have my Rambo like man does now |
| This sweet one wants Nandos now |
| And my line said she wants to take Bando out |
| I ain’t leaving the bando now |
| Trap boy, Bando, I’m a bando child |
| Swing that, got my Rambo out |
| Put a hand on Mango, man take him out |
| Man break it down, man chase him down |
| And pray that he don’t make it out |
| Top floor penthouse |
| I reminisce just once in a while |
| Q and Q for free |
| Everybody getting high when I come to the town |
| I was locked down down South |
| Had t’ugs tryna tell me come to the mount |
| Had a couple months 'til I’m out |
| Free SJ, pray he beats his trial |
| I swear I got beef with the Mali’s |
| Cah they’re tryna take over the town |
| Spin-ting spins like a merry-go-round |
| This brown skin brucks her back, she’s from South |
| Two got shh in a week, like, how? |
| Normal procedure, load that beater |
| Creep up then you hear click-clack-bow |
| Double Lz, I’m classed as bad |
| You can get chinged out your DSquared pants |
| SJ, my bro, my fam |
| I swear I can’t wait 'til my broski lands |
| You don’t want us to get this call |
| We’re doing our duties in Transit vans |
| I was on them sides when my guys decamped |
| Jump out, Xhin Xhao, or you might get slapped |
| Smoke in the ride, man got it and my bro got it too |
| But he’s high off the pack |
| Do it and dash, and pray I get back |
| Can’t call no cab cah he’s smarter than that |
| Phones at home, we don’t do it for Snap |
| Free Boogie B, he got caught on the cam |
| Go and ask opps how they dislike man |
| I’ll tell you for a fact that I’m know as a sav' |
| Top floor penthouse |
| I reminisce just once in a while |
| Q and Q for free |
| Everybody getting high when I come to the town |
| I was locked down down South |
| Had t’ugs tryna tell me come to the mount |
| Had a couple months 'til I’m out |
| All eyes on me, all eyes on bro |
| Sweet one on me, she’s winning |
| She don’t know that my Rambo’s twinning |
| Man stepped in the rave, smoked up and drilling |
| Free Boogie B, he got bagged for a killing |
| We’re drillers and the opp boys keep on singing |
| I’m in love with swimming, shotgun and swingers |
| Right back tryna boot these wingers |
| Smoke in the ride, man got it and my bro got it too |
| But he’s high off fumes |
| If I slap off this pocket rocket |
| You won’t hesitate to go hide in groups |
| Man lean and shoot |
| Bro off this roof cah we hit a movie in the 2's |
| Ay, spin this coupe, bro, paigon, shoot |
| Slap man then head straight to the booth |
| SJ, I’m anti, I don’t fuck with socials |
| Ching my man in his throat |
| He’s singing all shit, he ain’t got no vocals |
| OFB, we ain’t got no totals |
| Scoring and scoring and scoreboards hopeful |
| OFB’s tryna make it global |
| Cock it, jump out and watch bro-bro smoke you |
| No Snapchat, we don’t do it for socials |
| Top floor penthouse |
| I reminisce just once in a while |
| Q and Q for free |
| Everybody getting high when I come to the town |
| I was locked down down South |
| Had t’ugs tryna tell me come to the mount |
| Had a couple months 'til I’m out |