Lyrics

Yo Kweng shit (Kweng, Kweng,Kweng) (Boi) Yo Listen (aye, aye,aye) Look (Is this the business) (R14) Ay A bag on Jeans, (A bag, A bag) Same price on a dotty (Boi) This brick kinda came in crumbs Look how the last one was rocky (Rock) Way more rockier When I had to knock down doors with my Nokia Drive-by, do a drop off like the courier Cartier but the AP stockier (AP) Digdat got my own guns and skengs, not a borrower (Digdat, Digdat) These red shells are fat and flat, this gold tip hollower (hollow) And this one's brown and thick So thick, but the waist is slim (She's bad) I ain't tryna eat no fish When I'm in the yard shop, it's filled to the brim (Fill it up) And I just got keys to the wraith (Skrr skrr) Fuck then, HMP keeps phoning You know S needs that postal Just like this wap that I got is posted Gave her a corner, put in pebbles I already got me a quarter in kettles Walk with the largest, so I don't do luck But I still got it tucked, so I walk with the devil (Bwoy) Hopped in the trap I just hopped out the hostel with Tina Hella leng flake in her nostrils Your ting quiet, my gun dem's warm Like Aidonia 'I just want a hot tool' Step out it's live offline How they do it online, they're not cool Jump out gang out the Vauxhall (Jump out gang) Suttin got-got that's gospel A bag on Jeans, (A bag, A bag) Same price on a dotty (Boi) This brick kinda came in crumbs Look how the last one was rocky (Rock) Way more rockier When I had to knock down doors with my Nokia Drive-by, do a drop off like the courier Cartier but the AP stockier (AP) Buss-down all of my mouth There's no way I could've got one tooth (No way) Got a stab vest but it's not gun-proof Pull up and slap straight outta the sun roof (Boom) Wet them down (Wet it up, wet it up) But you're new to this Niggas ain't bad just cool (Just cool, just cool) Call me Ludacris, 'I was actin a fool' Brought the wap on the dings And it had no fuel (What you doing?) Still do it for my RoD I'll wave my arm Put your heart on ice Or we try get him smoked like Mary J, (Smoke) Cus the opps don't get no Blige (Bow) I just copped 2 chains like 2 chainz (Who?) Where you get the Rollie?
Writer(s): Nathan Tokosi, Rhys Harley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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