Lyrics

Let me start like this, Russ could never snitch Don't take the piss I got snipped by fucking pricks After that caught like three dozen stick If I get that drop I'm creating spliffs Sleep with skengs, man's taking risks The roads ain't lit, shit fucked up when I lost my six When I heard, coulda threw up, my baby six, that mumsie grew up Can't lie, went mad Strips with six, any day, no cap You'll miss, hope you know that Just looking at pictures make you throw back Your head stone cost over three racks No GoFundMe, don't know about that I lost my head, ambition, and I lost my heart All old friends will slowly depart (Shh) It's you, not me 'cah I got a clean heart Burned that bridge, kick back, then laugh (Shh) Buy new WAP's, test them in the park They say that my attitude stinks like a fart (Shh) This shit's old, I been bad from the start Opps got the drop, then smashed down my car 2 month straight man slept with an R Real life stories, mom can [?] Me and bun bun had two skengs in my house The rap shit's fun, but it's so fake Bloodline only, I don't need mains Fast lane only, I don't need brakes Central London, out with a bane It's not love, it's lust I'm loads of baby mam' crush You're too bright, you're turn off You can't name one bitch that I cuffed I winked, she blushed I got a half a roll with some mush She likes me, she like us Groom 'round, we're doing it rough
Writer(s): Shahraiz Mazhar, Shylo Batchelor Milwood, William Marsh Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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