Siberia Lyrics
The bando it look like Sibera
The cats pree my face it’s familiar
I had my shank in the school cafeteria
Headie One
The bando it look like Sibera
The cats pree my face it’s familiar
I had my shank in the school cafeteria
Them just talk on the field they’re like Lineker
Jakes wanna deal with me like Johnny Dillinger Dillinger
They’ve love to make me prisoner
I was in prison bro use to visit me, now they got bro and they say I’m the visitor
The come up was needles and cylinders
Feltham was bittern and kingfisher
Didn’t do well in my literature
Now it’s just Fire In The Booth, no fire extinguisher
Fuck the Prime Minister
The system sinister
Load up this Nina this one got a Whistler
No cap in rap no this story ain’t fictional
Opps get… it’s just principle
I won’t lie on a l
But I’ll lie to the 12
I use to lie in a cell
I was writing my mail
Sided by my girl
Now my bitch YSL
If I style in Chanel
Shawty styling as well
Do u wish me well
Ice on my wrist like it’s swelled
Opps try drill and they fail
They have bro fighting for bail
I guess timing will tell
Chorus
The bando it look like Siberia
The cats pree my face it’s familiar
I had my shank in the school cafeteria
Them just talk on the field they’re like Lineker
Jakes wanna deal with me like Johnny Dillinger Dillinger
They’ve love to make me prisoner
I was in prison bro use to visit me, now they got bro and they say I’m the visitor
Burna Boy
I’m smoking gas like a cylinder
I grip the 50 like vivica
I get the packs and I send them down
Ride dirty like Chamillionaire
I’m just a greasy Nigerian
I just might fuck up your feelings then
I make you sick like malaria
I do the all by myself because
I do not fuck with no Nig
I do not fuck with no Niggas
These Niggas so fucking stinky
Making me nervous I’m biting my fingers
Me I don’t like no drama because I’m not Jerry Springer
Side by side with hammers anyway to the window
Black on black with the regalia
I might have them see me with Talipa
Cause when my enemies die I get happier
I’m about to fly dem a plane out to Malia
That’s my bro at the door you should let him in
He’s got my food and my bread with him
He gon go off on my enemies them man are middle finger to the government
Chorus – Headie One
The bando it look like Sibera
The cats pree my face it’s familiar
I had my shank in the school cafeteria
Them just talk on the field they’re like Lineker
Jakes wanna deal with me like Johnny Dillinger Dillinger
They’ve love to make me prisoner
I was in prison bro use to visit me, now they got bro and they say I’m the visitor
The bando it look like Sibera
The cats pree my face it’s familiar
I had my shank in the school cafeteria
Them just talk on the field they’re like Lineker
Jakes wanna deal with me like Johnny Dillinger Dillinger
They’ve love to make me prisoner
I was in prison bro use to visit me, now they got bro and they say I’m the visitor
Outro – Burna
Hmmm… Don’t pull out here acting goofy
You could get shot like a movie
You could get hit with a two piece
Your block is spun with a Uzi
Bang bang bang oww
You could get shot in the mouth