| In ends all comfy
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| That’s shells in the pumpy
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| Saw me a skeng from undies
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| Girls start droppin' their undies
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| Reload more than a monkey
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| First grand and I felt like bumpy
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| Best rapper in the country
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| That’s why the pagans love me x2
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| Got a lighty, she got blonde hair
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| Tell her buss it open like pom bears
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| Know about road I’m from there
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| Shine through the dark like Moncler
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| (Capo) Cats in the hallway
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| Wear a tracksuit to my court day
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| All my G’s in the kitchen all day
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| ? |
| live in the place like salt bay
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| Out here, lawless
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| Victory, flawless
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| Trappin, orders
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| Stack money, hoarders
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| Very, important
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| Berry, smoothie
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| Live life, like a movie
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| Big man, no juvie
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| Ignorin' text’s, haters fuckin' my ex’s
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| Spending time in the mountains
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| Birds eye view when I’m flexin'
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| ? |
| you in the finest garments
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| Out of the world I’m a martian
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| No girls wanna roll with you man
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| Just bare man in apartments
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| In ends all comfy
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| That’s shells in the pumpy
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| Saw me a skeng from undies
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| Girls start droppin' their undies
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| Reload more than a monkey
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| First grand and I felt like bumpy
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| Best rapper in the country
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| That’s why the pagans love me x2
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| I don’t shoot with an average lens
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| I ain’t from an average ends
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| I ain’t really got rappin' friends
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| I got friends on rappin friends
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| So I’m tellin' em, come with your rappin' friends
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| Two shots whip crashed in Thames
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| Got nicked, you thought it would end
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| Still get a man grabbed in pen
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| Tell 'em I can’t go pen
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| Fifth gear, still take that bend
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| Got beamers, Audi’s and Benz
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| Now girls wanna trap my friends
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| Since they found out they trap in ends
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| Everytime they grab that skeng
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| Sauna, detox and cleanse
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| Gassed off?
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| I know why the pagans love man
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| I do this, ain’t got no stunt man
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| I got back anyone that bump man
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| I was jumpin' man before Jumpman
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| Pull up two guys with flames
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| You was on smoke, why you tryina run fam?
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| Had your mumzie callin' the feds out
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| Don’t listen to her, she’s drunk man
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| Broad daylight or evening
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| Ain’t got no tinsel creepin'
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| Eyes red but no one’s smokin'
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| 'till we get man, no one’s sleepin'
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| Get nicked and no one’s speakin'
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| You man do Ronan Keating
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| Ride or die for life
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| I don’t care if mans not speakin'
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| In ends all comfy
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| That’s shells in the pumpy
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| Saw me a skeng from undies
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| Girls start droppin' their undies
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| Reload more than a monkey
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| First grand and I felt like bumpy
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| Best rapper in the country
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| That’s why the pagans love me x2 |