Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Violence , by - Carns Hill. Release date: 22.01.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Violence |
| Smokin' |
| Me and bro smokin' amnesia like |
| «come we go smoke him» (let's lurk) |
| 'Nuff trips to all of the opps now feds-dem scopin' (They're lookin') |
| We got things and stuff that kweng so mind how you approach him |
| Comin' like Skrapz in a tracksuit lookin' sporty, big fat 40 |
| And shoutsout bro who’s killin' it, bussin' it bare, comin' like norty |
| (Trappin') |
| Live up the most, bare smoke in the car, bro had it in sporty (Skrr) |
| Had a long day now tryna smoke a 3.5 and chill off with shorty |
| (Ayy) Violence when I do the road (Road) |
| We the ones who step out on volts (Volts) |
| Anyhow man get it man go |
| 6.7 will do it and the people-dem know (Know) |
| Feds tryna do me and so are these hoes |
| And I’m still out here tracksuits, bankrolls |
| Ching man up but you’re plottin' on bro |
| Do a drill, laugh it off, and smoke |
| Violence when we do the road (Sixty) |
| We got guns, money, drugs |
| And we’re still shuttin' down shows (Alla dat) |
| I’m still risin' up hoes |
| And they’re still givin' it loads (They're talkin' loads) |
| She thought she was sittin' on my |
| But shes sittin' on the wickedest pole (Wickedest) |
| Yeah, the wickedest pole (Skeng) |
| Violence when we do the road (Ayy Ayy) |
| We got guns, money, drugs |
| And we’re still shuttin' down shows (Alla dat) |
| I’m still risin' up hoes |
| And they’re still givin' it loads (They're talkin' loads) |
| She thought she was sittin' on my (Ayy) |
| But shes sittin' on the wickedest pole |
| Yeah, the wickedest pole (Gang) |
| Trappin' is a hobby (Trappin' is a hobby) |
| Guns, money, drugs, fuckin' bitches |
| My niggas do it properly (My niggas do it properly) |
| Smokin' Ammi in the lobby (Anywhere) |
| 4−4 make a nigga dance |
| Musta thought that boy was Bobby (Shmurda Shmurda) |
| Kway back on my pushbike used to lurk around with shotty (Come on) |
| You ain’t got a skeng but you’re on the gram tryna flex with them Zanottis |
| (Arsehole) |
| You coulda bought a botty (Long one) |
| Long arse shotty (Long one) |
| Boom boom on a back road, yeah I’m tryna catch a body (Boom) |
| Phone K-Trap whos in mishmash and then whippin' up some holly (Whippin') |
| You think everything be jolly |
| 'til man roll up and smoke up |
| And then savin' shots like volley (Come on) |
| Tell my young boy get your money up, but you better stay in colly (Come on) |
| Bruk a brick down, bruk a brick, bro I’m tryna get this money (Money) |
| Violence when we do the road (Sixty) |
| We got guns, money, drugs |
| And we’re still shuttin' down shows (Alla dat) |
| I’m still risin' up hoes |
| And they’re still givin' it loads (They're talkin' loads) |
| She thought she was sittin' on my (Ayy) |
| But shes sittin' on the wickedest pole (Wickedest) |
| Yeah, the wickedest pole (Skeng) |
| Violence when we do the road (Ayy Ayy) |
| We got guns, money, drugs |
| And we’re still shuttin' down shows (Alla dat) |
| I’m still risin' up hoes |
| And they’re still givin' it loads (They're talkin' loads) |
| She thought she was sittin' on my (Ayy) |
| But shes sittin' on the wickedest pole |
| Yeah, the wickedest pole (Gang) |