Lyrics

Two hands on a mash, broad-broad day Still dishin' out smoke (on my life) When I-when I-when I jump in a ride I load it and I leave my phone (brr, brr) When we rollin' up, any friend of a opp can still get smoked On-on your-on your block man luck If you punks was there suttin' would've gotta burst And I step with skengs, so ride on me, better bust yours first You ain't been back since your boy got sh— Mo-most of my team on the landin' And they're still slappin' now they're on road (free the guys) And when I get 'round, I ain't vampin' Opp block campin, I'll do it and go I'll do it and dash like I done man's— Free the squad, now, it's me and my siblings tourin' Say they got bined, but they stay computerin' Tug come through, but gang keeps new ting We only know the recruitin' Had to slow down the music, to turn up the shootings Them man just chat, it's amusin' To the world that scares are And they know you say we're the baddest Splash man bait, serve man hollows Why'd you think the gang on obbo? (Why'd you think?) I-I-I don't wanna have no convo I wanna splash him quickly, pronto These stupid men just speak on a track 'til their boy turns back It's deeper than rap I can't lie, CB, you're speakin' facts We use to slap man for speakin' back I had a dream that I jumped out the ride on an opp And I bun him in front of his mum
Writer(s): Lekan Akinsoji Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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