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Yo, pull up on smoke (Smoke) |
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Like, "Who's got a problem?" (Who?) |
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Two bad Bs on their knees |
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And they're both tryna say they don't do this often?(L-L-Liars) |
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Hot boy summer, doin' hot shit (Hot shit) |
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And I got the game locked, no locksmith |
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Used to have love for them boy there |
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And now my heart's Stone Cold like Austin (Cold, cold) |
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Yo, pull up on smoke (Smoke, smoke) |
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Like, "Who's got a problem?" |
| [00:31.34] |
Two bad Bs on their knees |
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And they're both tryna say they don't do this often |
| [00:34.69] |
Hot boy summer, doin' hot shit (Hot shit) |
| [00:36.51] |
And I got the game locked, no locksmith |
| [00:38.04] |
Used to have love for them boy there |
| [00:39.65] |
And now my heart's Stone Cold like Austin |
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Yo, bitch, you wasn't with me shootin' in the gym (Woo) |
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You was in your crib or probably linkin' chicks (Yeah) |
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Now I'm livin' lavish, niggas think I'm rich (What?) |
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Eatin' steak and lobster, no more fish 'n' chips (Yeah) |
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See my diamonds shinin' when I flick my wrist (Woo) |
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This a different chapter, had to flip the script (Woo) |
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In a different penthouse with a different chick (Yeah) |
| [00:53.01] |
You can really tell a nigga live for this |
| [00:54.57] |
#Winning (Uh), splash mad figures (Uh) |
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Gangland livin' (Yeah), Mad Max did him (What?) |
| [00:58.23] |
LV rucksack, backpack drippin' |
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Rap mad lyrics, any track man spin him (Uh) |
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Fat black dick in (Woo), had gyal trippin' (Woo) |
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Brown skin girl, bend your back and dig it |
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New whip soon land, matte black kitted (UIh) |
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Late night road, on the back man's skiddin' |
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Yo, back then she used to diss a nigga |
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Now she feel she winnin' 'cause she's wid a nigga |
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I was in her friend-zone, now my dick is in her |
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Plus I'm ****in' twins, I call it Sister Sister |
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I was tappin' oysters, now I'm tappin' models |
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I don't trap, I scam, I'm makin' grands at uncles' |
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No lackin', fam, make sure the MAC is on you |
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If that strap gets clapped, another man's in soil, whoa |
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Pull up on smoke (Smoke) |
| [01:24.38] |
Like, "Who's got a problem?" (Who?) |
| [01:25.59] |
Two bad Bs on their knees |
| [01:26.70] |
And they're both tryna say they don't do this often (L-L-Liars) |
| [01:28.57] |
Hot boy summer, doin' hot shit (Hot shit) |
| [01:30.17] |
And I got the game locked, no locksmith |
| [01:31.73] |
Used to have love for them boy there |
| [01:33.44] |
And now my heart's Stone Cold like Austin (Cold, cold) |
| [01:36.53] |
P-Pull up on smoke (Smoke, smoke) |
| [01:38.05] |
Like, "Who's got a problem?" |
| [01:39.34] |
Two bad Bs on their knees |
| [01:40.38] |
And they're both tryna say they don't do this often |
| [01:42.10] |
Hot boy summer, doin' hot shit (Hot shit) |
| [01:44.08] |
And I got the game locked, no locksmith |
| [01:45.58] |
Used to have love for them boy there |
| [01:47.23] |
And now my heart's Stone Cold like Austin |
| [01:48.90] |
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Pull up in somethin' with the windows smokey |
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Lookin' all low-key (Uh) |
| [01:51.97] |
I tell a nigga, 'Better act like you know me' (Yeah) |
| [01:53.38] |
I smack a nigga like they owe me |
| [01:54.80] |
I tell a bad B, "Bow down and blow me" (Woo) |
| [01:56.36] |
You say it's all love, come and show me |
| [01:57.71] |
Suck on this pole, do it slowly |
| [01:58.97] |
Hold these niggas like a goalie |
| [02:00.27] |
You can tell me I'm your one and your only (What?) |
| [02:01.57] |
I can tell you that's a bunch of baloney (Whoa) |
| [02:03.39] |
Stop bein' phoney, you ain't gotta lie (Uh) |
| [02:05.14] |
And I ain't gotta try and put your batty in the sky |
| [02:06.85] |
Yes, between you and I, I am not a chatty guy |
| [02:08.50] |
Don't chat a pack of lies |
| [02:09.52] |
Just pucker up your lips and find the saliva |
| [02:10.88] |
And I'm satisfied that your cat is sanitised |
| [02:12.63] |
'Cause my willy on the rise |
| [02:13.94] |
And my knack is full of shit |
| [02:14.60] |
Tell you open up your eyes |
| [02:15.36] |
And I give you the surprise (Splash, woo) |
| [02:16.72] |
Nastiness |
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I can't help, I'm a narcissist |
| [02:19.03] |
I worked hard for this |
| [02:19.93] |
You don't like what I spit, give my arse a kiss |
| [02:21.28] |
You see, my patience thin as the mauger is |
| [02:22.78] |
No patience, I'm not a pharmacist (Nah) |
| [02:24.64] |
And I was fatherless (Yeah), but I'm the father |
| [02:26.25] |
There's nobody harder, it's Dizzee Ras' (No) |
| [02:27.77] |
Yeah, I know what drama is (Is) |
| [02:28.84] |
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| [02:29.45] |
Pull up on smoke (Smoke) |
| [02:31.80] |
Like, "Who's got a problem?" (Who?) |
| [02:33.22] |
Two bad Bs on their knees |
| [02:34.13] |
And they're both tryna say they don't do this often (L-L-Liars) |
| [02:36.04] |
Hot boy summer, doin' hot shit (Hot shit) |
| [02:37.84] |
And I got the game locked, no locksmith |
| [02:39.31] |
Used to have love for them boy there |
| [02:41.02] |
And now my heart's Stone Cold like Austin (Cold, cold) |
| [02:42.73] |
P-Pull up on smoke (Smoke, smoke) |
| [02:44.90] |
Like, "Who's got a problem?" |
| [02:46.25] |
Two bad Bs on their knees |
| [02:47.62] |
And they're both tryna say they don't do this often |
| [02:49.38] |
Hot boy summer, doin' hot shit (Hot shit) |
| [02:51.39] |
And I got the game locked, no locksmith |
| [02:52.99] |
Used to have love for them boy there (Back then) |
| [02:54.65] |
And now my heart's Stone Cold like Austin |
| [03:01.59] |
Risin' got that sauce, innit |
