| Jay Amm never got roughed on the wing, but
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| Jay Amm’s on the front line like Martial
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| Free up the mandem riding stretch
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| Bunning our packs that came in parcels
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| With the mandem, if I spit in the trap
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| There’ll be bare flames like
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| He might have been in the scene for ten years and
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| Still got nothing to show like Arsenal
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| Jay Amm don’t even need to act
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| You best do what I say when I say so
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| I don’t Diego
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| But I’ll make you see white if you fuck with my payroll
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| I’ll flick out the flick like Kano
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| Or I come with the kicks like Jago
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| Dem man dere are all master chiefs
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| I’ll leave dem man dead, no halo
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| Ammi don’t watch no face
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| You better not watch face when I’m doing my thing
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| Ammi don’t watch no face
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| So you better not watch face when I’m doing my thing
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| I just want funds so I run up on Rinse
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| Bun MCs, then go back to the cling
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| , but she’ll take this D
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| For making my hotline bling
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| I don’t even drink more time, I just bun more time
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| With the lads when they’re having a pint
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| I didn’t even offer these yats no shisha
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| Now they wanna stand here asking for pipe
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| Everybody knows Jay Amm goes hard in the set
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| Like when a mango ain’t right
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| I don’t even own no plane but I’ve got a G13
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| That will your flight
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| I am that social bunner, local gunner
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| Savage, buss certain charge for a oner
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| Local geezer, weigh on Tanita
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| Shank man then go home, play FIFA
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| Social bunner, local gunner
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| Savage, buss certain charge for a oner
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| Local geezer, weigh on Tanita
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| Shank man then go home, play FIFA
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| I am that local lad, don’t shot whack
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| But I still come to your block with the whack
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| Nizz in my bag, don’t care if you’re sad
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| I’ll put you straight six foot in the bag
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| Man try ask me for 3.5, are you mad?
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| You’re getting declined, akh
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| True say, you can hold 35 slaps
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| Or you can get buried where the seaside’s at
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| You better call 999 and ask for the ambulance
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| Cause I shank on sight
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| You better call 999 and ask for a truck
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| Cause I just set fire to the mic
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| You better call 999 and ask for police
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| Cause I piff up the blocks all night
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| You better call 999 overall, my G
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| I’m 'bout to put an end to your life
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| I am that social bunner, local gunner
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| Savage, buss certain charge for a oner
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| Local geezer, weigh on Tanita
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| Shank man then go home, play FIFA
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| Social bunner, local gunner
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| Savage, buss certain charge for a oner
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| Local geezer, weigh on Tanita
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| Shank man- (SP, listen)
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| I get down on the streets, greaze man
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| Yeah, I’m from South but I roll with these man
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| Can’t get greazed cause that’s not me, fam
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| Can’t get greazed if you’re rolling with me, fam
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| For them man, it’s everyday life
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| Man wanna come round here on a hype
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| On the mic and act like I don’t get
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| Down with the knife, are you mad?
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| Man will lose his life, said he’ll lose his life
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| Might lose his wife
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| Ask the gyal dem, I give good pipe
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| We don’t catch feelings, we catch flights
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| Dealing with big straps and Snow White
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| Yeah, man are straight ghetto
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| Blacked out head to toe is the dress code
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| Dem boy violate me? |
| Well
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| Hmm, a wah di bumba
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| I am that social bunner, local gunner
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| Savage, buss certain charge for a oner
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| Local geezer, weigh on Tanita
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| Shank man then go home, play FIFA
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| Social bunner, local gunner
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| Savage, buss certain charge for a oner
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| Local geezer, weigh on Tanita
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| Shank man then go home, play FIFA
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| Catch man, pull bare strings something like cello
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| Run up on a man like «hello»
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| I’m on a hype that’s far from mellow
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| You might see me in ends, I’ll bellow
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| I’m with a couple of my fellows
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| Higher in this ting, you’re below
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| I’m tryna progress, the more I’m talking 'bout
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| Man, it’s bare things that you tell hoes
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| It’s bare things that you tell whores
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| Don’t think that you’re bad on the road cause you sell draws
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| You’ll get burned like you’re knocking on hell’s door
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| If I catch up with your mandem still be tryna bell more
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| You man are acting, you ain’t ready for the actions
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| Quick reactions
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| This ain’t no imaginary game like Quidditch
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| If we see a snitch in his kick, man ah snatch him |