Letras

Bow Woo Scratch mixed it Zim zimmer (Jump) Jump out of dingers (hit), jump out of the Rolls Royce (hit it) I'm in this town for a show But the kit kats looking at me like a dope boy (mad) Man shown nuff love to the youngers And if anything man rub out the old boys (nah) These bells leave a shot in a wally Bam-bam, step out and fling them stones boys Make mans girl turn video vixen (umm-umm) Two hands on a .9 Two hands on a dot, either way tryna bun up this district Tryna blow mans head right off his shoulders Close, I don't know about distance (oi, come here) My Latino ting's sexy as fuck But it's mad, she can barely speak English Ying, swing, ching, di-di, dip-dip Dot, dot slapped it was kweng that did this True say had to flow like gully Flow to cold man, he's coming too different My old ting said I'm too different We had to part ways becah' I'm too distant I do hour trips in fifteen minutes M-way lanes, man rip them I'm in the T-house making this paper So I can't see you later (mad) If you rock with my opps you're a traitor I used to leave my big ting gauge on cater Had bells on the block for a waiter And also a trader (umm-umm) Black mask on my face Darth Vader I'm on the dark side with my big lightsaber (yeah) (Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh) (Like) Shell it (bang), like a petrol station (oh shit) I got the dark with light (Who?), light with dark (Who?) Ain't no segregation (trapping) Bro got white (ayy), no Caucasian (nah) Green light Liam Neeson taken (green light) Shook and now there all shaken Man get cooked they lookin' like bacon Look, Brown skin one with the bunda (come here) Mhmm, amazing! (Come here) Trap mash and I tap waps Came with the pump no petrol station Put on my latex Step on the pavement, I bet you that all of them racing (skrr) Oh my, oh my, man, I got too high and I missed probation Look zim zimmer (zim zimmer) Me and X in a droptop beamer I slid round there in a dinger (ahh) But fuck that cah the feds to inner (woo) One tune minimum five figure (racks) But can't you remember I was a drug dealer (damn) Dem man Japanese godzilla (oh shit) Bad bitch she told me she want Fila That's my nigga, you know he a killa (Bruce) He just slapped out a moving vehicle Huh, glee, cheerful Hitsquad got the streets all fearful I just seen Justin in the rear-view Flashback I bet it can scare you (oh shit) You better move careful Listen to PS, you get an earful Can't lie, love a brownin', brownin' (ooh-ooh) She love how man's sounding (yay) Me and Kweng in the booth just shouting (agh) That's a hundred thousand Get a man, get a man down then I'm outing What's in my dsquares, what's in my trousers Off-white bit less than a thousand Still pulling up to their houses Still do it like Stormzy, gory, gory (oh shit) Brexit, I'm like a tory, shoot shoot, I do it like tory What is the story? (Balamory) Surely their all kids for me Father I don't need Maury Kayos Karma, he don't need a sword he gory Shell it, like a petrol station I got the dark with light, light with dark Ain't no segregation Bro got white, no Caucasian Green light Liam Neeson taken Shook and now there all shaken Man get cooked they lookin' like bacon Look, Brown skin one with the bunda (come here) Mhmm, amazing! (Come here) Trap mash and I tap waps Came with the pump no petrol station Put on my latex Step on the pavement, I bet you that all of them racing (skrr) Oh my, oh my, man, I got too high and I missed probation (mad)
Writer(s): Alieu Koroma, Ninian Martin Agyemang Fosu, Zimzimq Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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