Young Spray - What Your Mandem Bout lyrics

[Hook] What's your mandem bout I see your man there getting loud But are your mandem down? What's your mandem around? I hear your mandem talking pounds but never add no pounds I see your mandem hit the ground when automatic sound What's your mandem bout? I see your mandem getting loud But are your mandem down? What's your mandem around? I hear your mandem talking pounds But never add no pounds I saw your mandem hit the ground when automatic sound [Verse 1] I'm about the town sh**ty but without a doubt Gritty but I mind your mouth Pickney them are riding out Quick to go and lay you down Sticking with my lighter now There ain't no spilf, I'm about to picture Make these lighter now Picture is where my mind is now Sick but that's what life is for I got no chick, I got no type of girl I took the mick I never write from jail I took a sip and saw a sight as well Back on my mission with my knifing sk**s No intermission, we work nights as well They never listen but the time will tell You go to prison trying to find a cell No intuition with no line, no bell No one to visit cuz your guys ain't real You just a midget in a titan's field I'm into physics, into science still You with the wizards, better mind your k** Just like the wizzler, you'll get fired and filled My guys know business bout no type of shield You're due to die like [Hook] What's your mandem bout I see your man there getting loud But are your mandem down? What's your mandem around? I hear your mandem talking pounds but never add no pounds I see your mandem hit the ground when automatic sound What's your mandem bout? I see your mandem getting loud But are your mandem down? What's your mandem around? I hear your mandem talking pounds But never add no pounds I saw your mandem hit the ground when automatic sound [Verse 2] Them mandem is about k**ing Real OG's We don't know about drilling What's drilling? Who them mandem drug dealing Bust it in your face then bust case god willing Yeah k** him What's them bout? Jump up , right out Pump out, mind out One shot, bye now Tmd my n***as wild out Walking that walk since the 80's been a while now Free my n***as doing 30 Craver, Morgan, Trav They done them dirty Titch, Toner [?] When I check my n***as in the bin I swear it hurt me, that burn me What's your mandem bout? Try a ting, I bang them out Everything ah bring them out Every gyal ah rang them out From London to Luton Always recruiting, from you're down for the shooting Hook] What's your mandem bout I see your man there getting loud But are your mandem down? What's your mandem around? I hear your mandem talking pounds but never add no pounds I see your mandem hit the ground when automatic sound What's your mandem bout? I see your mandem getting loud But are your mandem down? What's your mandem around? I hear your mandem talking pounds But never add no pounds I saw your mandem hit the ground when automatic sound