Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Maggz
Maggz
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Maggz Or Dakz
Maggz Or Dakz
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
4orty
4orty
Engineer
Young Madz
Young Madz
Producer

Lyrics

Bro bro at the wheel move stiggy
Dingy you know you cant catch my g
Stop belling my phone asking for ticks
This crow aint coming for cheap
I already said slow feet dont eat
So hit da strip and go get chicken
I know where he stays
He knows ill lick him
Cuh i roll with loads of villains
Numerous missions
This aint fishing
But da cats real hooked
From young try learn that book
Step round dere like dont get jooked
Mans swinging that shit like captain hook
Dem man are rookies aint banned from the bookies
Mans puffing on cookies serving cali
Just got a call from sally
2 minutes im dere in that alley
Fastest deli no dilly dally
Trappy trappy da guys get trappy
Summer times doing up slappy
True say that it ended sadly
Minor ting you know bussed it gladly
Like why the paigons love mad me
Dis brownskin ting with a batty
Calling me baby calling me daddy
L2 R2 know i get tappy
It's 7pm friday it's 95 degrees
You know i'm live on the streets
And you know i got 3 g packs on me
Tryna shot them packs any day of the week There's no way u can talk on my team cah it's us man that run up these ps
Got a brown one and she 5'3
she gets down low she a freak
I told tfigs reverse the v cah all them boy give verbal but irl it's hide and seek
Bro's tryna get rich off pgp's but i get paid off cbd
Them boy love talk bout the trap but them boy don't make no p's
But we're live in the T just raking it up
Whipping up yola whipping up coca in the pyrex just baking it up
They talk bout trap they ain't making enough Bros tryna swing swords suttin like macduff
In the ends i had it rough but now mans making prof
Cuz of that she want suck me off
And she do it a lot yk she wan get to the spits
We tryna get to the ps so yk we hit dem licks
Bad b on me she wan tek dick it is what it is I don't really care cah they ain't on shit
I was live on the strip tryna take them risks
Trynna leave holes in the opp boys spine
Yuck
In the opp boys skin
Life is a race I dont care what they say
So I hope that da guys all win
You can get chopped like a Z to a Q
If you keep on talking with vim
Lord forgive me for alla my sins
All da risks done took for da jibs
Dis aint no steakhouse
But my blade going right through ribs
Talk on the net but live in the flesh
Dem boy dere keep hitting civs
He copped that mac but he ain't from kennington
But he still steps round with miz
Like TR i gotta dice this liz
But i'm still in the trap gotta run up these jibs Free the all the ggs locked in the wing
Bros doing cc's and clearing bins
But i got hittas in the bin they soon come home it is what is
Don't know why they talk on my friends but them boy get licked
Im live on the strip taking risks don't know why they talk on my
Written by: Maggz Or Dakz
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