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Yeah! Suck your mum, foolish prick (fool) Buss your gun, stop talking shit If I call Aki You'll see what a don is, Champagne Papi Wait, astaghfirullah, bros still got a dawg in the car Erm, bros on deck Beef online, no not Krept Ask my accountant for this year profit Only time that I'm doing loads on net If bro come here with extension Have man bobbing and weaving I test out the Aventador That's a Goat in a Lamb How can I be a Vegan Saucerer I can't sit on the fence Bro had the ting in events They make subs online I can't understand I've never been on the bench Get money and take flights Before rap I was out late night Back of the cab with a burner Like Stefflon Don on a date night Police lights give me anxiety Letras de cancionesMac D's didn't want to hire me When me and scab robbed them boxes of magic I felt like Hermione Nearly got nicked with a shh When I say shh I don't mean quietly Tell these fuck boys stop trying me Cause my mad friends doing inquiries Young black king I came and I murked it 15 yeah I had a chain but I jerked it Man can't talk about whips or p's Got a S class sitting there covered in bird shit (fuck sake man) You can't even pay what I pay for my permit Prime time television face like Dermot L'Oreal flows man they pay cah I'm worth it Man I've been the boy Act like you ain't seen the boy I'm from the dirty south Can't clean the boy Man have to call me arena boy And that's 20 thou' man can't get on my boat They need my face on the 20 pound note Turn up the base start letting out volts Like who wants the smoke Letting off smoke Abu dhabi, getting off boats Your advance I get it in shows And a Addison Lee and I get it in notes They talk bad but they are never involved Bro's unruly, like poppy And he's got something in his right hand But it ain't nothing like coffee Gratitude is a must London road bag of yutes on the bus Come back home bagging food in my mums Cling film dun 'cause I'm using it up Sharron's house had dirty floors On the TV Jersey shore (real life shit) Suck your mum with a curly straw Suck your m... no wait Suck your dad this time Auntie, Bro, Granddad this time Bro jump on the dual get jacked this time My white boy hollered me Said his new strap quality Knock knock who is there Sallam aki isa Isa who? Its a robbery (bombaclart) Say your a trapstar that's got to be banter You're talking cells on cells, that's got to be cancer Punch in the face mid shakku Vale got no control, Lukaku And he got a shotty in the car Word more black dots than a password Old money turned to new money Had that dirty money Watch me clean it up Even niggas we were beefing see the table Now they trying to pull a seat with us Nah nigga can't eat with us See the cakes, and you can eat the dust Couple niggas trying to beef with us Cause' their baby mother's getting D from us But we ain't like them niggas no Old school, New school No telling nigga flow Pull up on them let them niggas know Big mac, get your head back, your head with a woah I squeeze on niggas I reload triggers Three man down, Yeah man I three throw niggas Pull up with some old school Bebo niggas Make niggas take flight, I Heathrow niggas Head back niggas, I head rap niggas Permanent on your head man I head tap niggas Lead cap nigga and I meant that nigga And its your fault nigga shoulda head back nigga They nothing like us, ain't on it like us Never grew from the mud and metal like us There is no question if the metal might bus Nigga keep talking and BOW! Rest in Peace cuz From Letras Mania