Don't Play by Bandokay
Don't Play by Bandokay

Don’t Play

Bandokay * Track #16 On M.A.R.K

Don’t Play Lyrics

[Intro]
Ha-ha
Yo

[Verse 1]
My mali barely says Wallahi (Wallahi)
He shot a man 'cause he don't playboy, just like Carti
And Vells out
Most he's bird, my brother had a marty
I'm frass off this Kelvin, broski's fried off Kamali (He's dead)
And fans call me Bando but my mums calls me Kemani (Ay)
I'm so strapped in the Nizz you know
Drizzy on my grinder, I just need some chip original
Broski, that's a niner? Anyway I'll take the risk, you know
ZK, he a fiver, cock it back and let it rip, you know
Yardie dance
Killers approach me like “You're Mark's son”
Same time i'm holding firmly to my dark gun
It's nothing but respect but i don't know the guys that Mark's bun
But any disrespect all you're gonna hear is Mark's son

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