How u gonna talk crud ur buggin,

He try gimma a spud ur buggin,

U see da way he got punched ur buggin,

And see de baddie wan huh ur buggin,

it was Morning times but da baddie wanna eat man up for lunch ur buggin,

A **** don’t show no love ur buggin,

I don’t know how the hoe knows us ur buggin,

If a silly **** rlly wanna keep all da chat,

He’s tapped cah my **** we scheme right back, (bap)

Bro got the dots with the beam on that,

Rapcap, nah I could never sleep on that,

Slap that if a brudda wanna pree and attack,

(Bap bap) MacD’s how a G got wrapped,

Fat back brownskin tt that’s mad,

How she wanna beat me that’s mad,

I don’t give a jack, mek a man get ripped up,

Bredda got da ting tucked,

Best not slip up,

3.5 picked up,

Bro got da spliff cuz,

 my brudda had da chip, lighter, grinder and den rizzler,

Dese streets too cold tella man zip up,

Dis girls right from da village like bister,

my brudda got a two man step,

They’re twins, ay antz dun come and den bruk up da sister,

The baddie from brum tellin me she wan play,

Fuck LDN, see the petty’s on E, so I jumped on avanti west coast train,

This one wanna give top, cah imma top man and I got top shelf and strains,

No omah she rlly wanna lay, backstage,

Okay,

Her ex man rlly wan hate,

For that, is a **** receiving pay?

How u gonna talk crud ur buggin,

He try gimma a spud ur buggin,

U see da way he got punched ur buggin,

And see de baddie wan huh ur buggin,

it was Morning times but da baddie wanna eat man up for lunch ur buggin,

A **** don’t show no love ur buggin,

I don’t know how the hoe knows us ur buggin,

I been fly from young that’s colly too,

She wanna fuck with a **** like me,

But she been ran thru like Bonnie blue,

I don’t rlly know why da girl wanna test man,

better just step widda Johnny too,

She said that I dun up her friend,

(Huh)

What da one from west?

I can’t even lie that’s prolly true,

See I really got flows on deck,

And the bars that I got go overheads,

She don’t rlly wanna give them blows and pecks,

So I don’t rlly know why I rose her den,

Don’t sit on the bus like Rosa parks,

I might affi call on Jehovah den,

I could never get whipped on a ting my bro,

Cah last time- manna rlly overspent,

She don’t listen to UK rappers,

But she still got me in her playlist,

She dun talked to a whole lotta man in her life so how tf am I her favourite,

A bredda like me yh im tryna make notes,

And roll up buj into papers,

Dem gyal wanna say that dey love my tunes,

But they’re de same one that were haters,

How u gonna talk crud ur buggin,

He try gimma a spud ur buggin,

U see da way he got punched ur buggin,

And see de baddie wan huh ur buggin,

it was Morning times but da baddie wanna eat man up for lunch ur buggin,

A **** don’t show no love ur buggin,

I don’t know how the hoe knows us ur buggin,

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