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Ooh Ooh, I want you so badly Ayy, Minaj, kill 'em Ooh, I want you so badly, it's my biggest wish (Ayy, come here) He got got by surprise Late bells, late night (ayy, ayy) Glock or sammy? Hmm, I can't decide (which one?) Get the drop, leave him diced Woi oi, ching a boy down (ching, ching) Pull up, leave the whole block shaking Slap this, he's wet like the Navy (baow, baow) I'm fucking crazy Main road drilling, still shave it Wet man down, outrageous (splash) This Samurai sword's contagious (ching) Don't be courageous (nope) V9 tapped, heinous I'll show man greatness When I put him on a tee, famous (you're gone) Never complacent Ching man down, think about shit later I'm always raging Run a man down like I'm playin' "It" (ayy, come here) I'm skitz, don't lack on the mains, you're pissed This wap holds more than a dozen, you bitch (baow, baow) I'm a witch, with the broom, I'm sick Slice him, mix him up with chip (you're gone) Chat on my name, that's fine (that's cool) Slip up, come down on my knife (splash) Pour juice like I just poured wine Backroad, we do it on sight I'm still angry, how did he not die? How's he alive? Man, I've gotta think twice Grab it, make sure you're precise (baow, baow) This wap holds six like dice (baow) Chat on my name, that's fine (that's cool) Slip up, come down on my knife (splash) Pour juice like I just poured wine Backroad, we do it on sight I'm still angry, how did he not die? How's he alive? Man, I've gotta think twice Grab it, make sure you're precise (baow, baow) This wap holds six like dice Revenge, vendetta (vendetta) Get the drop, change the weather (baow, baow) Slap this straight, leave him bent up Bankai, I'll teach him a lesson (Bankai) The Homerton Sensei, man are my students (Sensei) Step 'round there, go there and be ruthless Slap this corn at his face, he's toothless This wap ain't full of the tooth less (baow, baow) Juice him, he's yucky like mucus (mm-mm) Slap that, slap that head, he's ruthless (ayy) Or leg shot, leave him rootless (what?) Like Groot, gang abused him (ayy) Leave him wet like a ship Opp block, slap sticks (mm-mm) Don't run, you bitch (ayy, come here) Hold corn from my side like a dish (baow, baow) I beg man don't snitch If you get touched by the 98 clique (slatt) Burn that bridge when I slap this stick Two in the car, let's find that prick (baow, baow) Smash his head with a brick or stick (mm-mm) He's a mess, watch him glitch (damn) V9 too devilish Fuck your girl and make your son mine Have him calling me "Daddy" And go missing like a yardie man (I'm gone) Chat on my name, that's fine (that's cool) Slip up, come down on my knife (splash) Pour juice like I just poured wine Backroad, we do it on sight I'm still angry, how did he not die? How's he alive? Man, I've gotta think twice Grab it, make sure you're precise (baow, baow) This wap holds six like dice (baow) Chat on my name, that's fine (that's cool) Slip up, come down on my knife (splash) Pour juice like I just poured wine Backroad, we do it on sight I'm still angry, how did he not die? How's he alive? Man, I've gotta think twice Grab it, make sure you're precise (baow, baow) This wap holds six like dice Ayy, Tefo made this one Them man love war on Snapchat I pull up, creep up and attack man Bore man now, he might die later These shots come block but it ain't no Saiyan I do up an old school neighbour He's a foe, traitor Foreign wap, these bells are translators Watch it rip and tear through paper I can't talk on the shit you do I'm too grown, you're confused Seek man on my broom Don't you lack or you're doomed V9, tapped, mad, bad Hop out this fuck off van Run a man down the street The young man Left, right, ching, splash Now we're gone like The Flash He's a snitch I let it clap like my sweet one's back Double S, that's the gang Tally, 98, we're the clan Don't slip, you get splat 'Cause I'm slatt and that packs Six opp blocks so the petty on E It was peak when a yout got kweffed Aim it, I'm the best Wear your vest or you're next Bankai's intense It makes no sense I'll leave man wet, swimming Fuck off, what a mess Ayy, Tefo made this one
Writer(s): V9 V9, Eko Morel Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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