Vino Bandit
007 when versin', 007 when flirtin'
Fly guy came to the show and said I was better in person (yeah)
Said I had blood on my Air Force, this time red, wine and bourbon
Custom-made, I worked them this time here for a different excursion
(Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)
Yeah, yeah
007 when versin', 007 when flirtin'
Fly guy came to the show and said I was better in person (yeah)
Said I had blood on my Air Force, this time red, wine, and bourbon
Custom-made, I worked them this time here for a different excursion
(Baow, baow)
Let's have it
I can't stop havin' it off, I'm stuck in a habit
Yeah, red wine fillin' my cup, I'm a vino bandit (yeah)
My surname is what it is, I would have thought that I planned it
I'm too outlandish
If anyone don't like drums, man I don't speak their language
Half of the team in laughin' states still meet Tiffany Haddish
Bitch is the baddest, so after the summer, take me and my mother and missus to Paris
Go in a rave and the parties going, five figures last month, didn't start with a one
I've come a long way, but I've hardly begun
Yeah, get a wheel and a wah from your mom
Wheel that again said, nah, not done
Yeah, I'm the prettiest son of a gun
This one here as far as it gets, don't fly too close to the sun
(Baow, baow)
(Baow, baow, yeah)
(Yeah)
Fell-fell in love with a girl, went ravin'
And the next day chasin' pavements
Just just took a bag in public
I'll never be famous
My guy tryna pattern me up
I don't know what my name is
One too many, I can't stand up
On top of the world, red wine on trainers
(Baow, baow)
Pour me another
My girls said I've had too much, I tell her I love her
Get into bed, I'm stabbin' her walls, she's still in the cover
Stupid o'clock and we can't find Ubers, in the belly of my mother
(Yeah, baow, baow)
Cool
Vino Bandit (yeah)
Me and K-motionz workin', that's a cheat code anthem (yeah)
Me I want hits on hits, me and K both have them (yeah)
Your songs wide of the post havin' Timo banged them
Vino Bandit (yeah)
Me and K-motionz workin', that's a cheat code anthem (yeah)
Me I want hits on hits, me and K both have them (yeah)
Your songs wide of the post havin' Timo banged them
Aww my days, that is a slapper
Fly guy came to the show and said I was better in person (yeah)
Said I had blood on my Air Force, this time red, wine and bourbon
Custom-made, I worked them this time here for a different excursion
(Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)
Yeah, yeah
007 when versin', 007 when flirtin'
Fly guy came to the show and said I was better in person (yeah)
Said I had blood on my Air Force, this time red, wine, and bourbon
Custom-made, I worked them this time here for a different excursion
(Baow, baow)
Let's have it
I can't stop havin' it off, I'm stuck in a habit
Yeah, red wine fillin' my cup, I'm a vino bandit (yeah)
My surname is what it is, I would have thought that I planned it
I'm too outlandish
If anyone don't like drums, man I don't speak their language
Half of the team in laughin' states still meet Tiffany Haddish
Bitch is the baddest, so after the summer, take me and my mother and missus to Paris
Go in a rave and the parties going, five figures last month, didn't start with a one
I've come a long way, but I've hardly begun
Yeah, get a wheel and a wah from your mom
Wheel that again said, nah, not done
Yeah, I'm the prettiest son of a gun
This one here as far as it gets, don't fly too close to the sun
(Baow, baow)
(Baow, baow, yeah)
(Yeah)
Fell-fell in love with a girl, went ravin'
And the next day chasin' pavements
Just just took a bag in public
I'll never be famous
My guy tryna pattern me up
I don't know what my name is
One too many, I can't stand up
On top of the world, red wine on trainers
(Baow, baow)
Pour me another
My girls said I've had too much, I tell her I love her
Get into bed, I'm stabbin' her walls, she's still in the cover
Stupid o'clock and we can't find Ubers, in the belly of my mother
(Yeah, baow, baow)
Cool
Vino Bandit (yeah)
Me and K-motionz workin', that's a cheat code anthem (yeah)
Me I want hits on hits, me and K both have them (yeah)
Your songs wide of the post havin' Timo banged them
Vino Bandit (yeah)
Me and K-motionz workin', that's a cheat code anthem (yeah)
Me I want hits on hits, me and K both have them (yeah)
Your songs wide of the post havin' Timo banged them
Aww my days, that is a slapper
Credits
Writer(s): Gordon Matthew Sumner, Kallum Brookes, James Songer
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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