Listen Up! – OFB (performed by SJ x Bandokayy)

[Intro:]
OFB way, gun way, gang way, get right or get left
Ghosty

[Bandokay:]
Every now and then I cut tru’ your block but still I can’t find me a soul (Aye)
We didn’t see Turna in Eddy, we caught him in Walthamstow (With his bae)
This bruck back here from old, we ain’t leaving ’till he’s shaking, no joke (Pumpy)
SJ splash man down, oh woah
Yo, that’s two man in one go (Listen up)
Bandokay, I’m boss on my block, I make bad B’s pop O’s (I’m a Farm t’ug)
Anytime I meet new cats I give them pics, they don’t have to pose (They know)
Free Kash, that’s bro, ’bout a year ago he got locked for smoke (That’s bro)
At traffic lights tryna give him this poke, ’nuff times F done ripped up coats
Any little stunt that them man pull, we popped up quick like toast (Bow)
Bad B on the nizz, she’s doing the most, she brucks her back and goes (See you later)
And she give me mad throat and now she wan’ boast, got her telling my hoes (Why you doing that?)
I just wan’ squeeze like Shay, so when you see me you better use them toes (Zone 2)

[SJ:]
I told bro that we’re going on the scariest ride and I ain’t talking ’bout no rides in Thorpe Park (No rides)
You say you done this and you say you done that, guess what little man? You’re a talker (Your chatting)
I get pushed up front with my broskis and they get pushed right back like Walker (Dickhead)
Juice man down on the back road with my Rambo and rinse that with water (Rinse that)
Don’t cross this border
As soon as you step into Broadwater Farm, you’re getting dussed out in order (Where you going?)
And we camp with the corn by the bushes, so don’t ever think that you can war us (No you can’t)
I follow the money, no stopping, so I guess you could call me a stalker (I’m a stalker)
Pull up, jump out and we’re letting the tool blast (Bow Bow)
Man’s knees deep in it and there’s no way that I’ll ever back down (Never)
My nigga made so many bands in the crack house and he’s still gotta count up these pounds
Bucked armed Jakes on the high road, I told bro we gotta go back right now (Right now)
Four pedal bikes, four Rambos and that’s everytime that we ride ’round town

[Bandokay:]
(Add a K, get blammed like fuck it, you know)
My bad B got too much chat, babes come bank this pack where your crutch is (If you’re OJ)
If bro don’t know what he’s doing, pass me the dots, let Bando bruck it (I’ll bruck it)
Said she seen me on the stage with H, secretly, she’s wet like a bucket (Uh huh)
And them mans olders are neeks, Tion Wayne’s a fucking muppet (Nerd)
MB’s fast like Turna, we stopped chasing him like fuck it (Haha)
Can’t lose with bae like T, Bando always gotta tuck it (You know)
Swing my shank with force, so this Rambo might get stuck in
And tonight we’re going on the glide, don’t be the one to get bucked (Why?)
Buck into me and S, Rambos out, you’re out of luck (Don’t run)

[SJ:]
Money on my mind and my hearts in fully (Fully)
I’m a 22 bully, straight leather gloves, I don’t rock with woolys (No way)
Pulling up, wagwan, what’s goody? Tryna insert my blade in hoodys (Ching)
She suck this dick, I ain’t touching pussy, get chinged while them boy try boogy
Them boy there cowboys like Woody, I been out in the field for ages, you can’t test my patience
You can never ask me what my name is, man been doing fuckeries on the pavement (Trust me)
Now I guess I’m everyone’s paigon, now I gotta clear out these wagons (Clear dat)
Spilt fruit punch all over my trainers, slap this corn, wake up all the neighbours

[Bandokay:]
Running man down ’till I run out of breath, I hate hearing, “you’re under arrest” (I hate it)
You don’t wanna see me and S, Rambos out, tryna hit that chest (PYC)
Big bumper, thick thighs and breast, wan’ flex with the gang and pop them F’s (Aye)
Me and Zillz nearly crashed into feds, skid, skrr, tell bro turn left
Creep, stab one, look ’round, who’s next? In the ride told my young boy flex
If opps pull up, they’re fucking stressed, buck me with Lz, better have your vest (Ching)

[SJ:]
Don’t get chinged out your DSquared jeans, insert my blade in your Fendi tee (Insert)
You can’t question me, if it’s on then it’s on, no need for speech (No speech)
I don’t squash no beef cah my hearts fully on and my heads on heat (Yeah, it’s hot)
My broskis really are doing these drills and he’s the young definition of teached
Me and bro having talks about going on glides, in the same week we was going on rides (Riding)
Took a trip to the 9, we can’t leave so quick so we circled twice
There’s no opps in sight, it gets me mad when I waste my time
The opp thots want a Farm block tug’, better suck dick, you ain’t holding pipe (Suck it)

[Outro:]
Ghosty
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