Sticky Bandit - SPANISH FOR GRANDMA

Shawty won't pick back up
How many times I gotta run back up?
Everything I say is picked and stacked up
Against me, would've guessed you'd back up me
Looking ugly how you fronting in the front seat
Fuck your laundry know you're hungry
But you're bluntly acting Bundy but you're not
Go back to the club wiggle like a thot
Got shit to do like learn Spanish just to speak to grandma
But I'm beating myself til I look like pandas
Cause I wonder but would end up in front of cameras
Pass up parties for the bandit
Like who ran this?
I can't stand this
Ya'll the whackest I can't stay
Ya'll the blandest if your racket's 'bout some racks or Cartier
It's a new wave
Fuck the boujee shit
They looking for a new bond here
Ain't no way in hell my fam can come here
Bandit is blasting the bops in here
Cause the fam is pg leave me wheezy
Can not breathe; he's jittery reasonably peeved bc
Ya'll go peeping the show
Thru the wall vanish Danny phantom how I go
Ghost
Ghost
Ghost
Holla my name
Ghost
Ghost
Ghost
Danny Phantom
Ghost
Ghost
Ghost
Holla my name
Ghost
Ooo
Got shit to do like branch out bringing respect to grandpa
Compare myself to his come up, I'm looking pampered
Nigga from Peru but knew the US better
Probably do us better
5 kids that's too much pressure
Do whatever
Freedom to adventure
We are never pressured
He's in every lesson
Working with pension
While in a depression
Works against the bets
They're all up to my neck man
Rest man
Stories pouring out
Homies low in count
Close ones toning down
Quiet so we loud
Little stories bout
You but show me now
Let's go roll thru town
Vegan hold me down
Thiccy and she proud
Sticky icky got the blicky
Icky Vicky rolling/blowing sticky
And we out

Written by:
Andrew Lezama

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