Lyrics

(Ayo Sinner, that sounds mad) Don't know about them, but I know about mine (Ayy, J1, that's flames, my bro) All of my batch got blood on their- Have you ever seen a grown man scream? (Have you?) He got ripped like DSquared jeans (swing that) Beat and delete, I don't sell no dreams (dash that) Fuck that treesh, I'm stuck in the streets (fuck her) Backseat squashed tryna score like Berbatov (tryna score it) Best run when them tires screech (tryna score it) Tryna catch me a K, no beats On the -, tryna turn man Cali weed (tryna dead him) Please, he can't mention mе Got splashed three times, bro, leavе the streets Please, - can't mention me, ain't seen him on the Hill since he turned weed (ain't seen him) Please, them man can't mention me Get squeezed for free if you scream out- (LOL) Ease, ease, got - in my lungs, I just can't breathe (I can't breathe) Spin it, slide (spin that) How you think - got fried? This leng one wanna be all mine, can't be all mine, she's too outside (too outside) Don't believe their raps, they're lies (some lies) Bare rap cap and new plate guys (some new yutes) Still do it for my five, no guys Get M'd, I ain't talkin' about your clothin' size Cough, who's that in the sky? (Who's that?) Cough, - makes me high I don't know why I beef these guys He got dipped like a box of fries (cheff him) Fly out the ride, you know the vibe S-A-D or Splash on Sight (S-A-D) Don't know about them, but I know about mine All of my batch got blood on their knives (all of us) Excuse me, miss (excuse me, miss) Are you takin' the piss? Make that clap for a Hillside king She givin' me lip, but I'm givin' her dick Her attitude stinks, her back so big (big one) Bad boys make her pum pum drip (drip) Do it for the vibe, let's get lit (drip) Don't worry 'bout him, he ain't on piss Ooh, ah, - dead, let's bill him again (ayy, bill him) No one in the Trees, man's spinnin' again If I see my man, I'ma ching him again (ching that) Smartwhip's ments, it's killin' your friend (dead up) - dead, swing him again (ayy, swing that) He dissed my friends, got put in a Benz (ayy, bless him) Bless him, I bet he won't do it again Don't do it again Leave out-leave out YK 'cah we got - My cousins pissed 'cah I drenched his friend (man, whack that) I'm out 'til late, you can go ask - (go ask) Or at family functions, I got it on deck Don't care 'bout blood 'cah I love my set S-A-D, we got unlimited Z's Free Double S, free Double S, free Double S Huh? This rambo frees so elegant (so elegant) Who's that? What's that? Jump out, cheffin' him (man, wet that) He screamed for his G, I guess he weren't gettin' it He try say, "Stop", so I kept on wettin' him Season beef, man salt and pepper it (nan, plunge it) This verbal ting is irrelevant (irrelevant, man) Bare rap cap and blades are celibate - ain't spilled no juice Laugh out loud, you're gemmin' it, gemmin' it This Rambo's diggin' my thigh Man can't lie, but I still step with it Who's that yute? Spin that coupe (ayy, spin that, spin that) KMT, now, broski's cheffin' it (cheff it up) It's like them man not gettin' it Bare raindrops when we step in Wellingtons Man go Ku, but I ain't from Kennington (I ain't from Kennington) Bop, bop, bop, yeah? (Ayo Sinner, that sounds mad) (Ayy, J1, that's flames, my bro)
Writer(s): Mat Sinner, Henrik Wolter, Ralf Scheepers, Magnus Karlsson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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