歌詞

Pop a couple those won't go home Flip a couple those off to Joe blow 'Nough to go around no FOMO Brothers got the club shook lookin' like a snowglobe Saw my tatts thought I was a bikie Got me on Edge like Emma and Mikey IG diva like Macaybe And she drop the K for the K up at IV- Jaws on lock, let's trot Caps go up like Bobby For da dox on lock No OFA, no cop Rocks in my jocks And they go for two-fifty a pop Jaws on lock, let's trot Caps go up like Bobby For da dox on lock No OFA and no cop Rocks in my jocks And they go for two-fifty a pop Doin' runners with my brother in the two toner Cunts in my ear droppin' names like who Siana? If you want war come do somethin' We can get raw like umaga Ayy, golo test caps like umaga Shotta make the fu- trap rain like a roof plumber Might mistake me for a new comer Lock myself in the trap baggin' up for two summers Lookin' like jaws got that great white Might up the price if you're late twice You can wave bye to your layby This white might ruin lives like hate crime Got the M and the X that's a Mazda Finish lines she a runner she a trackstar You the rapper don't worry 'bout that bra I just want money, money, money like I'm ABBA Pop a couple those (Pop a couple those) Flip a couple these (Flip a couple these) Got these crystals in my pockets but I sure ain't no hippie Jaws on lock let's trot Caps go up like Bobby For da dox on lock No OFA and no cop Rocks in my jocks And they go for two-fifty a pop Jaws on lock let's trot Caps go up like Bobby For da dox on lock No OFA and no cop Rocks in my jocks And they go for two-fifty a Rocks in my jocks
Writer(s): Charles Mcfadden, Nicholas Lousi, William Bradshaw Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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