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Yo, I'm charging my phone I just flipped all this white now I feel like the dark's gotta go Just started my show And man this chick took a glance at the pole now she's asking to go She's feeling the kid In some jeans with the rips Whip 3 into 6 anytime that I'm feeling the mix Give my young guns straps niggas know Fred's feeding them kids I got a message for them kids If you hit the trap make sure you're whipping and you're stretching on them bricks Cos I was up on Harrow Road pebbling this shit and I'll tell you right now you'll be never getting rich He used to have P's now he's begging for a quid Trying to bring a young little qwenger to his crib Speaking of young I'm the youngest in charge and my young dargs won't [?] and run in your yard They came for a shoot and found slugs in my yard and they said I stacked criminal in front of his marge Kept my mouth closed I was busting the charge Was stuck in the yard, now I'm stuck in the chart My AP looks like it's been flooded with glass Use the gloves and the masks then I'm running a bath I've never been that guy that clubs in the dance I'm shotting on Friday, there's drugs in the car Man she listens to Fred and she's loving my bars But she said the blocks hot can she come to the Shard Her back end is huge like she's stuffing her ass But everything's real that's my suttin' from France Letras de cancionesI'm the man of this house so there's grams in this couch Hella food in the kitchen like grans in this house Little homies in [?] with grams in their mouths Was sliding to Kilburn with bags in their pouch Like Boom Boom Bro slide in that foreign like Boom Boom Niggas straight to your face likes who's who Stole a half box of coke and bought a new coupe Man I'm a loose yute Any gyal you see me riding with is too cute Can't help looking at that back man, it's too huge I just spent four racks on two Loubs And walked to court and told the judge I don't move food But these Nike's on my feet cost the price of my weed If she said she's my gyal then she's lying on me She's trying to be, so what it's likely to be Gun shots ringing off man it's likely my team Still I swear down I'm keeping up fuckery in Gucci, they love me in Louis By age 16 I was stuck up in juvie Now I fly OT in fucking Jacuzzi's You can't talk to my chick cos she's stuck up and boujee Shout outs running from [?] 21 days lost is bunning my doobie Caught him on free flow and spun him to Tuesday When I stepped in this game I was lit and flooded I put that on my little cousin Niggas talk the trap and ain't whippin' nuttin' Bro don't rap but my niggas busting And why these Gucci clothes make groupie hoes just lose their mind and go and do the most I didn't choose the road But my shoes were old and big bros was getting it from moving O's Man I can't lie, I was feeling that shit When this plug drops a half brick, told myself have to be easy with it Cos when he drops 36 O's I'm leaving with it Then it's onto the next cos I'm cheeky with it That's why all of my ladies are freaky with it Check my phone while I'm bathing, she's sneaky with it We just smacked up some pagans and legal visits So free up my bro cos he's evil with it My cell got some B and a needle with it Still he can't find a vein cos he's feeble with it Like Boom Boom Bro slide in that foreign like Boom Boom Niggas straight to your face likes who's who Stole a half box of coke and bought a new coupe Man I'm a loose yute Any gyal you see me riding with is too cute Can't help looking at that back man, it's too huge I just spent four racks on two Loubs And walked to court and told the judge I don't move food From Letras Mania