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I don't like drill no more it's tired, cah bare man liars If you lot saw my priors, you'll call me Michael Myers I went round there on bike Something got punched and it weren't my tyres You ain't seen waps get hired And in a blink of the eye get fired This car ain't got no tints I'm risking it This fish bowl ain't got little fish in it I had fish in the rex finished whisking it Pyrex whip put my wrist in it Whip Whipping it Whip Whipping it Whip Whipping it I whip, do you get the gist of it? Custard cream, ball in her tongue Still can't suck like the bourbon one If she don't suck dick, then talking dumb Better leave this crib when morning come Can't bring no wotless gyal to the bit Man give her some dick in the bando Her mum still calls me a jancro Heard her bussing it down on my zanco I ain't nothing like them, why would I lie? Make corn connect to his chest like Wi-Fi I never touched his girl, side eye A lot of man don't like me and it's likewise Ugh, ick he's making me sick Telling the world that I fucked his bitch "I never fucked his bitch" I got a wife at home, what you tryna do? Ruin my relationship? If you ain't got me move from side a man Jump out now with the nine and bine a man See a man climb up the wall like Spider-Man Extendo but we need a frying pan 16 shots in the glee, but I was 16 when * doing snipergang Jump out the whip and swipe a man Flick my ching then swing and knife a man If you ain't got me move from side a man Jump out now with the nine and bine a man See a man climb up the wall like Spider-Man Extendo but we need a frying pan 16 shots in the glee, but I was 16 when * doing snipergang Jump out the whip and swipe a man Flick my ching then swing and knife a man I took headshots with the canon And took pictures for that grub that I'm slanging Black magic on go I'm a pro, I'm a savage Saw the pana turn sonic they don't want to turn cabbage How you gone say I ain't been ... Went on my J without Jessie or Lingard Bro told me come I'm gonna mash up the pindar Still went again in the ten let the ting bark You ain't let your darg bark, why you woofing on the P? But it's a double R what I'm pushing This talks just pillow my block got cushion These Bottega boots ain't got no puss in Pitbull Let me out the cage Let me of the leash Ima bark without hearing a whistle Free bro got nicked with the whistle Silencer screwed in the front of the pistol If you ain't got me move from side a man Jump out now with the nine and bine a man See a man climb up the wall like Spider-Man Extendo but we need a frying pan 16 shots in the glee, but I was 16 when * doing snipergang Jump out the whip and swipe a man Flick my ching then swing and knife a man You ain't ain't fouled down teeth like your getting veneers Kept cheffing these brehs, so they're sick of jereers I don't care if he's scared, cry me a river I'll leave that swimming in tears Try run up the apple and pears Made a box of toys no innocent brehs Short of a sheet in a street leave it there Moved out got the * yutes living in fear She suck cock on her knees, little East ting If she don't beat straight away then I'm leaving
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