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Ay CZR did a mazza still Look, look Man don't lie, man spit rhymes Two-two step then the next shot fly Dip-dip splash in the chest or his eye (woo) Ask lil' bro if you think that I'm lyin' Screamin' out "gang" but your gang don't ride Nike tech suit, J1s and I'm nice Thought my bredrin' was an opp So I stop, nearly bye-bye (who's that?) Kweng is this, Kweng is that Kweng is marga, his head's fat But I'm still king of this bitch, that's fact Fucked your girl and robbed her man (mad) Man don't fuck with them yutes, jokeman (huh) Lowe it, I meant jokemen Golden one from up the old blue Met a sweet one from down the old Kent (ay, come hеre!) Like, big Kwengfacе, Kwengface from the 'narm (big Kweng!) How did I get this far? (Mad) They think I'm a bandit, I think I'm a star When I cut through man a place like "rah" Face so bait that I can't go shop Man, I'll always get clocked, this shit is so hot (who's that?) Is it a fan or is it an opp? (Who's that?) Either way, man's moving on job (who's that?) Look, I love my freedom (woo) But I risk it any time I see them Fly out the ride man pree them, pree them Caught me an opp, kept on bleeding (who's that?) L two, R two Man pop this corn like the cinema view Broski drills, man's drilling it too Zone two, step tryna finish them yutes (gang) Man cut through, buss that Peng ting gimme that WhatsApp But when I hit you, better bring me that Rucksack (ay, come here!) On the opp block with a bruck back (bap, bap) Two hands on, man clutch that (bap, bap) Any shoes on sale, man cop that (woo, woo) Any opps on sight, man blood that (ying, ying) I'm like "who's that, what's that?" (Woo, woo) Man cut through, buss that (bap, bap) Peng ting gimme that Whatsapp But when I hit you, better bring me that Rucksack (come here!) On the opp block with a bruck back Two hands on, man clutch that (bap) Any shoes on sale, man cop that Any opps on sight, man blood that (splash, splash) Right now, see my lifestyle's changing Can't lie, see I like it (can't lie) I was chilling in the bando with cats last year Now I'm chilling with the crew from Love Island (different) Ken said, "Do this music ting" "I don't like when you talk 'bout riding" (my bro) But this gang gang shit's exciting I love drug money, big guns and violence (gang, gang) Broski step, I'm stepping out too Man's Zone two step, man step and flex round there Tryna finish them yutes Opp block drilling it, shank get intimate Go home and I bill my zoot I ain't tryna step with the whole gang More time, man's stepping in twos Cover my back when I lean and shoot A man do the same 'cause that's my brother (my bro) Put one hand on my brother Man's getting straight round there with a cutter (straight) Man talk tough on the net, catch him in the flesh Spread him out like butter (end him) I just put me a tender 'Bout to put down another Don't you know I'm about my butter? (Ching, ching) I love my freedom (I love it!) But I risk it any time I see them Fly out the ride man pree them, pree them Caught me an opp, kept on bleeding (splash) L two, R two Man pop this corn like the cinema View Broski drills, man's drilling it too Zone two, step tryna finish them yutes (no) Man cut through, buss that (bap) Peng ting gimme that Whatsapp But when I hit you, better bring me that Rucksack (come here!) On the opp block with a bruck back (woo) Two hands on, man clutch that (bap) Any shoes on sale, man cop that Any opps on sight, man blood that (who's that?) I'm like "who's that, what's that?" (Who's that, who's that?) Man cut through, buss that (bap, bap) Peng ting gimme that Whatsapp But when I hit you, better bring me that Rucksack (come here!) On the opp block with a bruck back (woo, woo) Two hands on, man clutch that (bap, bap) Any shoes on sale, man cop that Any opps on sight, man blood that (any opp)
Writer(s): Julius Babatunde, Ninian Martin Agyemang Fosu Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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