"Hashtag" lyrics
(performed by Bandokay & Double Lz)
Port 1, nacht
Ai, ai (M1OnTheBeat)
Bando, yo
They're good with computers like Bill Gates (Muh-muh)
I'm in the field, mates (Jokeman)
She shakin' her arse for the bando
Give it to bro right now, don't feel great
They got bro locked up behind steel gates
Praying to Jah for appeal dates (Bring'em, bring'em)
Shortie wanna fuck with the killa
Might take her to Nizz on a real date (Ai)
Bro backed this ting and just started squeezin' (Clarted)
When it broad day, it was freezin'
Hashtag fuckery, hashtag screamin'
One on the hand ting woi, left man leanin', leanin' (Fucker)
Show us cause it's good to feel it
Shortie's cooze and she must be dreamin'
Puttin' in Fendi and a little bit of Gucci
The ting gets boujee, and it's only right
Hit and tug, might be pullin' your hair
Yo baby, it's a whole pony ride (Ah, ah)
She said "hold me tight" (Ay, ay), poke it right
Big handprint I leave on her arse and it's back to the crib on a lonely night (Lonely)
The mandem slapped him (Ai, ai)
Gang ting, mad ting, doin' up Mia, I can tell she a bad ting
Badder than all the opps in this rap ting (Badders)
Catch'em, catch'em, how the fuck ain't no one packed him?
Talk so much to the guys in a landin', late night vampin', vampin'
Switch, you don't wanna see me switch
I done glides with Slim in a brucked down car
I can tell that he's brucked from far
Same way that his friend got shot from far (Bullet, bullet)
See a cop from far, cah can't dash
I swear they can't stop this car (Rah)
Movin' my shot, no bar
Free Slim 21, let it, you weren't no star
Pull up (Let's go), pull up (Let's go), let me hear that talk from the internet (Ai)
All that chat was incorrect, boy jumped in a ride and did things for them (Pow)
Watch him beat off his ting again
Like lesbos we ain't into men
Ask bro-bro "Should we spin for them?"
He just chinged him once and try ching again (Ai)
Bro backed this ting and just started squeezin' (Clarted)
When it broad day, it was freezin'
Hashtag fuckery, hashtag screamin'
One on the hand ting woi, left man leanin', leanin' (Fucker)
Show us cause it's good to feel it
Shortie's cooze and she must be dreamin' (Ai, ai)
Lit in this bitch, baby girl come whine up, we ain't finna wine and dine
Cah reckless cah we go slide, watch corn get stuck in your neck, bowtie
Baddie in Dior and her head so nice
Tell her "Come over, baby, and ride all night"
Step on the gas, get knifed on sight
Bro yinged that down, no lie, no lie
Corn on the waps gettin' barked off
Gillys and I might jump off like "wargwan?"
My killy, really drilly
We ride with glizzys, steppin' on blocks it's silly
Double-tap that wap, get busy, ya zimme?
Opp got smoked like a chimney
You ain't done dirt, hopped out with your mindi
And jump back in real quickly
Ridin', ridin', that's excitin'
All those knifings, they had me smilin'
Got a new young boy on the block
I don't know what you're on, you're gonna need Trident
My people dem tell me I'm shinin'
My opps don't like it, we carry on climbing
Like fuck 'em, anyone lack on their block
Gang jump out and bun 'em
Pop out the back seat, wavin' a burner
Yard man screamin' out "murder"
Touch one of mine then gang turn up
Spin it back and get hit, now you're curl up, word up
Trippin' these skins, get burned up
Hell break loose if my young boy's worked up
Wap in the ride tryna burst ya
Pull up on your block, four door, get reversed up (Ai)
Bro backed this ting and just started squeezin' (Clarted)
When it broad day, it was freezin'
Hashtag fuckery, hashtag screamin'
One on the hand ting woi, left man leanin', leanin' (Fucker)
Show us cause it's good to feel it
Shortie's cooze and she must be dreamin'
Port 1, nacht
M1OnTheBeat
Ai, ai (M1OnTheBeat)
Bando, yo
They're good with computers like Bill Gates (Muh-muh)
I'm in the field, mates (Jokeman)
She shakin' her arse for the bando
Give it to bro right now, don't feel great
They got bro locked up behind steel gates
Praying to Jah for appeal dates (Bring'em, bring'em)
Shortie wanna fuck with the killa
Might take her to Nizz on a real date (Ai)
Bro backed this ting and just started squeezin' (Clarted)
When it broad day, it was freezin'
Hashtag fuckery, hashtag screamin'
One on the hand ting woi, left man leanin', leanin' (Fucker)
Show us cause it's good to feel it
Shortie's cooze and she must be dreamin'
Puttin' in Fendi and a little bit of Gucci
The ting gets boujee, and it's only right
Hit and tug, might be pullin' your hair
Yo baby, it's a whole pony ride (Ah, ah)
She said "hold me tight" (Ay, ay), poke it right
Big handprint I leave on her arse and it's back to the crib on a lonely night (Lonely)
The mandem slapped him (Ai, ai)
Gang ting, mad ting, doin' up Mia, I can tell she a bad ting
Badder than all the opps in this rap ting (Badders)
Catch'em, catch'em, how the fuck ain't no one packed him?
Talk so much to the guys in a landin', late night vampin', vampin'
Switch, you don't wanna see me switch
I done glides with Slim in a brucked down car
I can tell that he's brucked from far
Same way that his friend got shot from far (Bullet, bullet)
See a cop from far, cah can't dash
I swear they can't stop this car (Rah)
Movin' my shot, no bar
Free Slim 21, let it, you weren't no star
Pull up (Let's go), pull up (Let's go), let me hear that talk from the internet (Ai)
All that chat was incorrect, boy jumped in a ride and did things for them (Pow)
Watch him beat off his ting again
Like lesbos we ain't into men
Ask bro-bro "Should we spin for them?"
He just chinged him once and try ching again (Ai)
Bro backed this ting and just started squeezin' (Clarted)
When it broad day, it was freezin'
Hashtag fuckery, hashtag screamin'
One on the hand ting woi, left man leanin', leanin' (Fucker)
Show us cause it's good to feel it
Shortie's cooze and she must be dreamin' (Ai, ai)
Lit in this bitch, baby girl come whine up, we ain't finna wine and dine
Cah reckless cah we go slide, watch corn get stuck in your neck, bowtie
Baddie in Dior and her head so nice
Tell her "Come over, baby, and ride all night"
Step on the gas, get knifed on sight
Bro yinged that down, no lie, no lie
Corn on the waps gettin' barked off
Gillys and I might jump off like "wargwan?"
My killy, really drilly
We ride with glizzys, steppin' on blocks it's silly
Double-tap that wap, get busy, ya zimme?
Opp got smoked like a chimney
You ain't done dirt, hopped out with your mindi
And jump back in real quickly
Ridin', ridin', that's excitin'
All those knifings, they had me smilin'
Got a new young boy on the block
I don't know what you're on, you're gonna need Trident
My people dem tell me I'm shinin'
My opps don't like it, we carry on climbing
Like fuck 'em, anyone lack on their block
Gang jump out and bun 'em
Pop out the back seat, wavin' a burner
Yard man screamin' out "murder"
Touch one of mine then gang turn up
Spin it back and get hit, now you're curl up, word up
Trippin' these skins, get burned up
Hell break loose if my young boy's worked up
Wap in the ride tryna burst ya
Pull up on your block, four door, get reversed up (Ai)
Bro backed this ting and just started squeezin' (Clarted)
When it broad day, it was freezin'
Hashtag fuckery, hashtag screamin'
One on the hand ting woi, left man leanin', leanin' (Fucker)
Show us cause it's good to feel it
Shortie's cooze and she must be dreamin'
Port 1, nacht
M1OnTheBeat
