Lyrics

Aight St's I'm boutta get real disrespectful in this mo-fuck Slide gbg I don't know why them fuck-boys flee Grip that back out my shank on scene Two tap who's that tryna d-i-p Try give man chat, t shkrepim Kurrkush sun e prek, setin Kta t zit nuk e thon t vërteten Nuk dvetim vec e sillim rrepin Slide gbg I don't know why them fuck-boys flee Grip that back out my shank on scene Two tap, who's that tryna d-i-p Shoot back then it was PSP Fuck that mans on a ps scheme Sts ride out on dnd But you know I won't leave with no cells on me King of my block, steady Ten man step with the glock, deadly Chit chat hear it a lot, plenty Rapping got it on lock, Messi Opp boys vetem i kap, stresi Femnes po mi pelqen, theksi Watch it kta ma klopjojn, tekstin Rrepin e rrutullon mreti Don't lack on your strip, it's curtains If I back out my flicks, certain Drop back slap that who's that hurt him Tk grab that spin back burst it From young got the headbacks turning Got waps in the back concerning Grip that step back, twist that turn it Dk sat-nav get backs purging Never get it mixed up I make the streets hot Four-four new glock take off the wristwatch These man ain't bad do drills, on TikTok You will never rinse off slap up the dot dot They saying I'm cold I need a hotspot Fuck that, s-nine I make the spot hot Four three two one watch a man get got I'm on the opp block don't get me, pissed of Oou, lengers These Albanian gyal infectious On the streets I've got most tekkers S-T-S be the broadday steppers Grip that, tryna leave man peppered Slide opp-block man I change them settings True say I want o's, Mesut Three got got had your whole batch exit Oou, lengers These Albanian gyal infectious On the streets I've got most tekkers S-T-S be the broadday steppers Grip that, tryna leave man peppered Slide opp-block man I change them settings True say I want o's, Mesut Three got got had your whole, batch exit Try give man chat, t shkrepim Kurrkush sun e prek, setin Kta t zit nuk e thon t vërteten Nuk dvetim vec e sillim rrepin Block taping kur ta nxjerrim hekrin Ska stating left the block all vacant Nuk presim vetem rujni veten Na t hekim nuk na plas per shtetin Cap on your rap, fiction Do that bait on the worst conditions When I glide that shit is addicting Inflicting tryna find these victims Bros twisting in a blacked out Citroën S rinsed it kept the one eye squinting Three-two four-four explicit Drop man down with the gang perscripted Sa her have I stepped on violence Still ride if the whips unlicensed Broski rise up leave man silenced Albos steppers, fucking strikers Kujdes kur ta veshim maskën Gabim me na pa ne natën Niset lufta 97'en Çohen Shqipet t fikin llampën True say one of mine got touched But I'm fucking tapped I stepped in an hour _ Got whacked and them pussies watched I'll burn that bridge if you fuck with the _ How can you let _ jump on tracks He ain't mashed one work, are you not embarrassed Give me the drop, I'll turn man off If I'm in best count them hours Oou, lengers These Albanian gyal infectious On the streets I've got most tekkers S-T-S be the broadday steppers Grip that, tryna leave man peppered Slide opp-block man I change them settings True say I want o's, Mesut Three got got had your whole batch exit Oou, lengers These Albanian gyal infectious On the streets I've got most tekkers S-T-S be the broadday steppers Grip that, tryna leave man peppered Slide opp-block man I change them settings True say I want o's, Mesut Three got got had your whole batch exit
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