text: Siberia Lyrics
  The bando, it look like Siberia
  They catch me, my face, its familiar
  I had my shank in the school cafeteria 
  The bando, it look like Siberia 
  They catch me, my face, its familiar 
  I had my shank in the school cafeteria 
  Them man just talk on the field, theyre like Lineker 
  Jakes wanna deal with me like Johnny Dillinger, Dillinger 
  They love to make me a prisoner 
  I was in prison when bro used to visit me 
  Now they got bro and they say Im the visitor
  Come up with needles and cylinders
  Fentanyl was bittin and king fishin
  Didnt do well on my literature 
  Now its just fire in the booth, no fire extinguisher 
  Fuck the prime minister, the system is sinister
  Load up this Nina, this one got a whistler
  No cap in my rap, know this story aint fictional 
  Opps cant write to this principle
  I wont lie on an L, but I lie to the 12 
  Used to lie in my cell, I was writin my mail
  Sat there by my gun and my bitch YSL
  If I style in Chanel, shawtys stylin as well
  Do you wish me well?
  Ice on my wrist like it swell 
  Opps try drill and they fail
  They got my bro fired for bail 
  I guess time, it will tell
  The bando, it look like Siberia
  They catch me, my face is familiar 
  I had my shank in the school cafeteria 
  Them mans just talkin, left field like Lineker 
  Jakes wanna drill me like Johnny Dillinger, Dillinger 
  They love to make me a prisoner 
  I was in prison when bro used to visit me 
  Now they got bro in, they say Im the visitor
  Im smokin gas like a cylinder, I grip the fifty, like Vivica
  I got the packs and I send them down
  Ridin dirty like Chamillionaire
  Im just a greazy Nigerian, I just might fuck up your feelings dem
  I make you sick like malaria, I do the road by myself because
  I do not fuck with no niggas, I do not fuck with no niggas
  These niggas too fuckin snaky
  Makin me nervous, Im bitin my fingers
  Mi I no like no drama, because Im not Jerry Springer
  Side-by-side with hammers, airing you out through the window
  Black on black with the regalia, Ima have him swimming with tilapia
  Cause when my enemies die, I get happier
  Then I take a private plane out to Mali, yeah
  Thats my bro at the door, you should let him in
  Here go my food, all my bread with him
  Here go couple for my enemy dem
  Then I throw a middle finger for the government 
  The bando, it look like Siberia
  They catch me, my face is familiar 
  I had my shank in the school cafeteria 
  Them mans just talkin, left field like Lineker 
  Jakes wanna drill me like Johnny Dillinger, Dillinger 
  They love to make me a prisoner 
  I was in prison when bro used to visit me 
  Now they got bro in, they say Im the visitor
  The bando, it look like Siberia 
  They catch me, my face is familiar 
  I had my shank in the school cafeteria 
  Them mans just talkin, left field like Lineker 
  Jakes wanna drill me like Johnny Dillinger, Dillinger 
  They love to make me a prisoner 
  I was in prison when bro used to visit me 
  Now they got bro in, they say Im the visitor
  Mm, dont pull up around here actin goofy
  You can get shot like a movie
  You can get hit with a two-piece
  Your block get spun with a Uzi
  Bang, bang, bang, oww
  You can get shot in the mouth2Embed