Squinty-Eyed Bandit
We got you lord brecken
He blesses our beats
He has a nasty crossover
To make your ankles go skeet
He is like a rock
He is solid like concrete
And We be balling on the streets
People who doubt us are as good as excrete
We are gonna add a big word
And make it discrete
We need some fungi called basidiomycete
Then fly away just like a parakeet
If you want go to heaven
You'll have to pray to Lord Brecken
Squinty Eyed Bandit created this religion
If you don't believe you better fly off like a pigeon
Like a pigeon
Yes I said a pigeon
BBB is what I rep
Pray so much I got strep
Call my grandma every night
Way to nice don't get in fights
Way to good don't feel life
Cut you up like a knife
I am a boss I roll the dice
Way to asian I eat is rice
Lines so sick they got you throwing up
Squinty Eyed Bandit is blowing up
Don't need Gucci cuz I got the off brands
Play people like instruments; jazz band
We praise Brecken hand in hand
If you want go to heaven
You'll have to pray to Lord Brecken
Squinty Eyed Bandit created this religion
If you don't believe you better fly off like a pigeon
Like a pigeon
Yes I said a pigeon
Shout Out to the big ballers
Got good grades I'm a scholar
I am asian and a baller
Lord brecken is so much taller
I've been dreaming since I was smaller
That I would be like Kobe Bryant
All my friends are really defiant
I should make a song with BTS
Together we will have success
Now l am blessed
If you want go to heaven
You'll have to pray to Lord Brecken
Squinty Eyed Bandit created this religion
If you don't believe you better fly off like a pigeon
Like a pigeon
Yes I said a pigeon
Ah Boom