Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kris Yute
Kris Yute
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kristoff-Carl Grizelle
Kristoff-Carl Grizelle
Composer
Paul Walsh
Paul Walsh
Composer
Sebastian Zapata Quintero
Sebastian Zapata Quintero
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kris Yute
Kris Yute
Producer
Bassto
Bassto
Producer
Walshy Fire
Walshy Fire
Producer
Dre Day
Dre Day
Mixing Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Think back
Think back
Think back
Think back
Think back
Think back
Think back
Think back
[Verse 2]
Think back to the bando
Flip that to a condo
Think back to the untold
Stories that we can't tell now
Think back to the bandos, ah
Flip that to a condo
Lit up like a candle, ah
Think back to the untold now
[Verse 3]
Think back to the bandos, ah
Think back to the bandos now
Think back to the bandos, ah
Think back to the bandos now
Think back to the bandos, ah
Think back to the bandos now
Think back to bandos now
Think back to the bandos
[Verse 4]
Yeah, whose man doe
No more randos
They try sit court side
We haffi bruck man ankles
We got handles
Them want beef, we at Nandos
I don't wanna get man cancelled
Son them boys
So my brothers they uncles
My brother they uncles
Brothers dem fathers
Fuck them, diss me
We bringing disorder
No more tameness
No Impala
I put the honor above all the dollars, yeah
I put the honor above all the dollars
I put Chanel on that pretty girl collar
Now she hit me everyday just to holla
[Verse 5]
Think back to the bando
Flip that to a condo
Think back to the untold
Stories that can can't tell now
Think back to the bandos, ah
Flip that to a condo
Lit up like a candle, ah
Think back to untold now
[Verse 6]
Think back to the bandos, ah
Think back to the bandos now
Think back to the bandos, ah
Think back to the bandos now
Think back to the bandos, ah
Think back to the bandos now
Think back to the bandos now
Think back to the bandos
[Verse 7]
Hold on, hold on
Cyan get cold or frozen
Wi haffi get gold, that's goals, man
Can't touch keys, less keys Keys pon Roland
We high roller, heat on solar
Ice pon polar
We not sober
We smoke ogre
No Fiona
I roll this Doja
Over and over and over and over
I'm a Soulja, hold this world
Right on my shoulder
Roll like Rover
And they throwing them stones
In glass homes
We crush dem boulders
And we may young
But jokes on dem
Our souls are older now
[Verse 8]
Think back to the bando, ah
Flip that to a condo
Think back to untold, ah
Stories that can't tell now
Think back to the bandos, ah
Flip that to a condo now
Lit up like a candle, ah
Think back to untold now
[Verse 9]
Think back to the bandos, ah
Think back to the bandos now
Think back to to bandos, ah
Think back to the bandos now
Think back to bandos, ah
Think back to the bandos now
Think back to the bandos, ah
Think back to the bandos
[Verse 10]
Whose man doe
Whose man doe
Whose man doe
Written by: Kristoff-Carl Grizelle, Paul Walsh, Sebastian Zapata Quintero
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