| Man just got this weed from Cali
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| My lines booming so this week man’s happy (Ring)
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| Man state straight facts, no Hali'
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| Back of the cabby, jump out, get slappy (Bow)
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| Rude boy best stay in his nappy
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| Ask Big A about him in the passy (Ching him up)
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| I ain’t buying no foreign kicks (No kicks)
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| I’m buying sticks, test it out in the forest (Bow)
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| I wanna be rich like Borris, finesse Henry
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| Let 'em know that we’re horrid (That we’re horrid)
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| Everyone’s telling me go college
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| I wanna build lines, let it run like Sonic (Neaw)
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| Four man got touched, shambolic
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| But they’re on Snapchat going on like they’re solid (Dickheads)
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| Gyal thought I was Lz in this balaclava (Dummy)
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| SJ’s Big A’s father (Your dad)
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| He shaped him up, no need for a barber (Haha)
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| K on the Nizz, what? |
| Where?
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| Don’t follow your friends, just keep it one arda (Don't do it)
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| Get chinged in your face for a starter (You know)
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| It’s like anytime we buck these guys
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| Each and every time these boys get faster (Stop cutting)
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| Grace mad about bars like Kenny (Mad)
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| Cah this shotty come long like her rasclart
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| We got shottys staying under cars (Bow)
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| In case they ever come under the car park
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| Everyone love chat on the O like dickheads (What's good?)
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| How you get bun and splashed?
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| I’m starting to think this yute is a bisshead (Smackhead)
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| Man heard that there’s opps in the bits
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| Man rise up quick, tryna slide where you’re chilling (Tryna slide there)
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| No wonder my fingers itching
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| Double tap that, hit man, get missing (Bow, bow)
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| What’s that in the zoot you’re billing?
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| Gelato, Cookie or Lampz, that’s in it (Oh shit)
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| Oh shit, shouldn’t have said that one
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| But '019 tryna catch me a killing (Killing)
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| Hit the bando, in the trap, man kill it (Kill it)
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| I was 14 in the trap with kittens (Kittens)
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| Man never knew shit ‘bout whippin
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| I only knew push bikes, rambos, kitchens (Kitchens)
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| Stay on the fence, get left where you’re sitting
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| Chill in the green, get left where you’re chilling
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| Real shit this is how mans living
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| Fuck what you heard, OFB been winning
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| Double L’z my bro 'til death
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| It’s getting mad dead in the 2's so let’s head over the 9's instead
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| That same day 4 man got cheffed
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| I’ll run man down and kweff
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| Tryna pitch mans lungs straight outta his chest
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| And I ain’t seen bro bro in a sec
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| But he’s on radio listening to the set
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| Everyday man scream «Free gang!»
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| And I ain’t gonna stop til my broskis home
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| But I got broski on the phone
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| Pray that me and the gang soon blow
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| This bad B won’t leave me alone
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| The craziest brain and my mind got blown
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| Now she won’t leave me no more
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| Why? |
| Because she never got that bone
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| I dare the oppers back that wap
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| Kash, back suttin' and slap
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| The driver’s Skat and we just bucked an opp
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| Me and Double L’z tryna itch it in backs
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| I told bro don’t make no noise
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| But the dickhead clocked and revved his gas
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| 4 Wheel spinning, Rambos twinning
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| You don’t wanna see bro-bro double tap
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| Saucy driller just like bro Klaps
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| Look at this barbie this one bad
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| And she fucks with the opps it’s getting me mad
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| Stop, I’ve got enough corn for a Jadz
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| Step with shanks can’t do me like Gabz
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| Any day of the week I’ll do it for Mangz
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| And he’ll do it for me that’s what you call fam
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| I’m in the back of the dance with gang
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| Lights off when I got the suttin in my hand
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| Cah I don’t know none of these man
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| Make the wrong move and you’ll here that bang
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| I missed bro S, brodie just rang
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| I got broski 'til the day he lands
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| R12 or Transit vans, Tunkz got bored and ran and sang
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| Look, TT grub man slang
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| Cats take my food, move prang
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| Take my blade, firm it like a man
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| You can smoke nuttin' like this dam
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| Talk on the net bucked us and ran
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| Man skid that whip even though he’s on a ban
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| Boogs swing that blade with force, go HAM
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| Swing that blade with force go HAM
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| I was fourteen when I lost my brain
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| Everyone watched me go insane
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| Me and Bando, Undertaker and Kane
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| Hold on bro, I clock his face
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| Jump out, Xin Zhao, leave man on the pave
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| Like Rashford, that boy got pace
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| But tripped up didn’t tie his lace
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| If the mash was there that day
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| Get it like PY, get shot in his face
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| Make it rain on the opp block
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| Burn everything and make sure I dont leave no trace
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| Not involved in this silly case
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| I drill and I trap what more can I do?
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| Talk on my name must be bunning the food
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| Bro splashed him didn’t have no clue
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| I only found out like I’m late on news
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| Ghosty |