Nandos (feat. LD & Monkey) E

Still on the trill with my mandem. We serving chickens like it's Nando's. I used to get it from Fernando. We hit a lick and now we dancing in The bando. I said we dancing in the bando. And my baby got an ass like a mango. I said we dancing in the bando. And anywhere man roll, gang roll. Still on the trill with my mandem. We serving chickens like it's Nando's. I used to get it from Fernando. We hit a lick and now we dancing in The bando. I said we dancing in the bando. And my baby got an ass like a mango. I said we dancing in the bando. And anywhere man roll, gang roll. Drilling motherfucker, still drilling. My nigga cop it soft, turn it hard, then He fly it up surra make a killing. Kwere, kwere. Used to see these hookers catting for The gang, now these little motherfuckers wanna pring Him. Bitch niggas. Cutting through the bricks with Tef, but I'll still Slap a nigga if he's slipping. Bow, bow. We break down food then we distribute The hood. Ay. Try me, I wish a nigga Would. Ay. Skengs out, do a nigga dirty. Bow. Corn touching from his head to his boots. All on it. Got peng tings screaming out gang. Gang. Fucking with the nigga 'cause he bad. Gang. Running through the six with my woes. Little man got the satin in his bag. Ay, ay, ay, ay. Kwengas. Four door, ten toe, fam I'm tryna crash corn At Sweaters. Bow, bow, bow. I was on the block when I stopped like, "Who's that pengas?" Who's that pengas? Tryna get all them bands, So I stuff my coin jar with tenners. Stuff it, stuff it. Niggas really know about gang. Gang. Niggas really know about man. Skengs out, ten toe, man don't give a damn. No shit. Add a K to the six, your Nigga ran. Only running from the undies or TSG Van. Gang. Rizzing with Dimmer and M and Squibs, Free my niggas in the can. Free them. ASAP somewhere kwere, When the money come large, fam you seeing good Jam. Trillest little nigga, still drilling. Still drilling on these beats. I came a long way from raids, how many Mashers did they find in our buildings? My little hitters died young, Lord forgive them. Get the packs out and then we give them To the monkeys. Big skeng kick a nigga like A donkey. I feel sorry for the gang that Jumped me. I wear a trackie every day like I'm grungy. We got chickens, peri hot peri tamer. Forget a bodyguard, I'm with my brudda Tamer. Armed dangerous, they can never tame us. It's been a while, I'm kinda tired of being Famous. Free Smokey Jack, free Slows, Free Trap. Food came in a mask, LD in A wrap. They ask me why I ain't ever Feature with my man. But there's only nothing but G's on my tracks. Ay. Still on the trill with my mandem. We serving chickens like it's Nando's. I used to get it from Fernando. We hit a lick and now we dancing in The bando. I said we dancing in the bando. And my baby got an ass like a mango. I said we dancing in the bando. And anywhere man roll, gang roll. Gang, gang, gang, gang