Lyrics

Ship off the old block I skip over road block Big fod like I know a lot All is I know is I got Much more to learn Took some wrong turns It's no bother I'm firm Like the ICF or a jaw that gurns Chief concern I know mine Lips stained by old wine I don't mind it's fine It's part of my design Excuse me I'm trying I'm a brute, I'm defiant It's all fun 'til I smash your party hat Fuck a bitch I don't be where Cardi at Lil dag who the fuck you barkin' at Short man syndrome, goin' hard Napoleon tear your bone apart I need a bad bitch like Joan of Arc No time for a lonely heart Too many ghosts here, where the army at? Try calm me down, I want two 16's Extend the verse and make hubris glean Dutty synth and I'm too pristine Intelligent boy with his stupid dreams Son of a king, I'm so Kublai Kahn Big up London like who's the don Who's that boy with the ruthless tongue Got the roof of my mouth in plumes of smoke
Writer(s): Genshu Fukaya, Moses Boro, Sam Gordon, Samy Abboud Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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