Sneakbo - Come A Long Way lyrics

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Sneakbo - Come A Long Way lyrics

[Intro: Ard Adz] Dusty bandos, come a long way from dusty sandals Smoke on a spliffy Riz', tryna get richy rich like Campbell [Chorus: Ard Adz] Dusty bandos, come a long way from dusty sandals (Sandals) War must be handled, four still slap it with a rusty handle (Pow) Don’t slip on the block, you're crazy, akh, 'cah your lace is tangled (Yes) I got steel on me, it beats okay, then it must be Banglez (Hee, huh) [Verse 1: Ard Adz] Come ’round here with your crusty angle You will get strangled, left on the curb with your face dismantled (Bah) I got drip from Italy, look real close, see the knife is Indian (Woo) I don't war with minions, fu*k them boy and their small opinions (Yes) The local madman, man do road like your local cabman (Skrr) The local bad-man grab man, sauce man down and stab man (Bah, bah) Are you ready for contact? Knife on me, man's ready for combat (Comeback) Bro loves spillin' man down, and now, the opps just spillin' their Cognac (Spill that, ah) Straight outta Brixton, man go Lisbon, trilling with combat (Yes) What am I on? Our cabin out here, just billing my contacts (Prr, prr) I still miss Jojo, man get high, take trips with Bobo (I'm good on my own, I'm good with the gang, I'm good on my solo) [Chorus: Ard Adz] Dusty bandos, come a long way from dusty sandals War must be handled, four still slap it with a rusty handle Don’t slip on the block, you’re crazy, akh, 'cah your lace is tangled I got steel on me, it beats okay, then it must be Banglez Dusty bandos, come a long way from dusty sandals War must be handled, four still slap it with a rusty handle Don’t slip on the block, you're crazy, akh, 'cah your lace is tangled I got steel on me, it beats okay, then it must be Banglez [Verse 2: Sneakbo] Come a long way from ridin', slidin’, they didn't wanna see my face (Rah) Had a rusty dumpy, place get jumpy, back to the A (To the A) Where I'm from on the block I'm safe, tryna ride on the A, that's a big mistake (Truss) You know the G's them crazy, mad, mad, fu*kin' insane (Ying that) Come a long way from GG, come a long way from givin' out CD's (Rah) Remember them days in jail, I don't wanna ever hear no more "Free me" (No more) If it ain't money, can't see me I was in Kingston, chilling with Reemy (Ya, zimme) Bad b*tch wanna come twerk it, work it, that chick way too freaky (Bah) You know my ting, my ting, grindin' and flexin', yes (Yes) I want money, don't want no stress (Yes) That bread, young ni**a, I'm blessed I get paper, paper, paper, paper, never can't air no hater (Nah) When I do sh*t, do sh*t, major (Major) If it ain't brizz, see you later (Skrr) I'm in Brixton, local, local I won't speak, I'm anti-social Me and Adz gettin' paid off vocals (Yes) Try pull up on bro, might ghost you (Gang) Been out here, out from old-school, old-school I don't wanna speak, just show you (Show you) Show you, hold you (Hold you, I'm chargin', chargin' Goku, rrrah) [Chorus: Ard Adz] Dusty bandos, come a long way from dusty sandals War must be handled, four still slap it with a rusty handle Don't slip on the block, you're crazy, akh, 'cah your lace is tangled I got steel on me, it beats okay, then it must be Banglez Dusty bandos, come a long way from dusty sandals War must be handled, four still slap it with a rusty handle Don't slip on the block, you're crazy, akh, 'cah your lace is tangled I got steel on me, it beats okay, then it must be Banglez (Banglez, Banglez) [Outro: Ard Adz] Dusty bandos, come a long way from dusty sandals Smoke on a spliffy Riz', tryna get richy rich like Campbell

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