Lyrics

Need dat Get dat Moncler Gotta Rack up Need dat Get dat Rack up Bro wants to ice out his wrist, bro wants to turn to a Fridge freezer Didn't know that was your girl I was waved I went to meet her Rack up Look at the flair Look over there that is a mare That's me and my guys You can't compare Name me a time we ain't ran up a check That's very rare Bet they will hate and no I cannot care I cannot Care Black and red polo like Dennis the Menace My weed from the chemist How many times I been angry inside I sparked a spliff and I left it If you break it down there's a method We can all be flexing rollies If you fit in this ting like Tetris Musta thought us man was dumb Didn't know what was getting done Back to back wit the drums Even splitting them crumbs Smoking ammi with some scummy ones Then we turn into the money ones Wanna see my people flexed up Royalty from the neck up Young entrepreneurs Made it up off a curb Bands all in my face Dirty work with no trace The jacket fits two ways Want a lair with a safe So I can make my escape The transformer is a car She thought she caught the bouquet I don't wanna dream wanna see it I don't wanna fake it gotta be it I was just sliding with creatures Me and my guys on the come up we Don't wanna walk wanna pull up in beamers Need dat Get dat Moncler Gotta Rack up Need dat Get dat Rack up Bro wants to ice out his wrist, bro wants to turn to a Fridge freezer Didn't know that was your girl I was waved I went to meet her Rack up Stack up Yh I live up to my name baka But my heart colder then Ben jerries How you get your flair like that that's very scary Shit I do my bit applying pressure She caught a cheeky snap I never shouldn't let her Old school shooters that I know they kick like Gerrard But associations won't make you a killer Don't play yourself Know yourself Don't be inna First time I bought a pack I got bumped Now I get the re-up and its coming in clumps 2 for 1 used to get the pack at 2 for 1 Bitch I got myself I don't need no one Maybe that's a lie give me a hottie with a bum That's my Mia Wallace she just wants me when I'm drunk Not many people tell me straight up to my face And I just do me I step in and up the stakes Need dat Get dat Moncler Gotta Rack up Need dat Get dat Rack up Bro wants to ice out his wrist, bro wants to turn to a Fridge freezer Didn't know that was your girl I was waved I went to meet her Rack up
Writer(s): Samuel Davies, Kadiata Alidor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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