In "Bandit," EsDeeKid moves through a world where loyalty and danger share the same room, counting rubber-banded cash while keeping tinted windows between the crew and every camera. The love story is almost incidental, a woman drawn to the outlaw life he already lives, pinned to the wall like art while weed and lean stay standard. The shift from a council house to mountain clouds never softens the violence, only finances it. The song lands as a cold, proud boast that survival means staying alert, rich, and unreachable.
Bandit Lyrics by EsDeeKid
She fell in love with a bandit
A milli’ on me, rubber band it
I’m wrappin’ the pack like a bandage
Get me a fleet every city I land in
Black on the tints, I don’t fuck with no cameras
She’s up on the wall like a canvas
The weed and the lean on the standard
Chill with the rats and the dogs and the bandits
Fuck ya prices, don’t invite us
Me Maybach’s black, just fucked me license
I lock down blocks from Watts to Huyton
Me YGs lockstock barks and bites yours
I run up in and out, no hiding
Don’t jump out the whip, don’t time it
No sleep, don’t speak, just silence
I can’t see no peace, just violence (Okay)
Was a young little shit in a council house
Now I’m young and I’m rich in the mountain clouds
Two pills, go sick, smoke half an ounce
These bands, they stack, fill out the house
Got matte black tints on me windows
Bla-black VVs on me ringers
Still ride round with the rats in the dingers
Fucking up flats, get it wrapped if ya bring us
Yo, pu-pull up and look on me eyes, I fucking look up in the skies
The marble, the floor with the chrome on the door
And I’m ripping this bim’ with me hand on her thighs
I Richard the wrist, I’m bliss as a bitch
And I come through the door with like five of the guys
Duffle of dope and the notes, I been doing the most on a boat on the coast of the isles (Okay)
I-I can tell they’ve got their heads lost
Dou-double barrel blow your chest off
Get found, get round in a restaurant
Worried ’bout yourself ’cause you’ll never get what Es got
One phone call and you’re back to the basics
Right back to flats and the bailiffs
When I’m in the ‘Pool, get taxed on Gumtree
Wh-when I’m in the States, hit stains on Craigslist (O-o-okay)
She fell in love with a bandit
A milli’ on me, rubber band it
I’m wrappin’ the pack like a bandage
Get me a fleet every city I land in
Black on the tints, I don’t fuck with no cameras
She’s up on the wall like a canvas
The weed and the lean on the standard
Chill with the rats and the dogs and the bandits
