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67

Daily Duppy

 

Daily Duppy


[Dimzy:]
67
Jump out gang
Darrgy
C Rose
Sloski, asap, Marrol, R6 Rocko Pullup Aitch Scribz

Bro just love that dots tryna sneeze that twice like hatching hatching
I swear that if I even catch you I'll slap you the doctor's gonna haffi patch you
Drillas on deck and are ready to slap you
Get no names out there tryna pack you
If you get hit with this corn, you're gonna be stiff and still like a statue
Fly like a baby get money daily
Dick game make the peng tings go crazy
They're saying that my lingo's different and I say it's all calm but the fans go crazy
A violation how the mandem slide in firing spazzing out crazy
Now they got most of my team in the can
Joke ting they made me lonely and laid me
Most of these gyals wanna date me bait me when it don't work they get facety
They keep putting us in the headlines cah the feds who just wanna shame me
We've been doing jump out gang way before man's had it for Stacey
So why'd you eediats think you can talk this wass you man are lazy
I've been out 'ere with a .137 when the 159 was open
Broad day with kitchen's out, me and no names out doing soakins
Fam tryna make some money but still got problems that need some solving
Bro said he got enough problems I think its time to lean and roast him
The kind that I'm smokin is sweet filled, spark that first thing up in the morning
Feds done a sweep didn't give us a warning
Someone got bopped didn't give them a warning
Still hear wass, and it's boring man now man's yawning
We can handle on tops when we chinged and broski fucking floored him
You ain't had a 44 in the ride when broski's fucking corned him
You ain't had your blade dirty, dripping cause you pored him
Try and get rich today, if it don't work I'll do it next morning
I like when business runs smooth, I ain't really into postponing
I'm tryna get some millions of pounds but right now fucking about with some thousands
60s pull up, fry him or drown him, spinners and rambos out no clownin
And the dots, that's cooking smoke that's another one left like a fountain
He drownin,' he's drownin,' splash down left on the floor like he's lounging
Man's out ere grasping daily sweep, watching the racks 'cause I'm out ere
And dogs that be barking and bitin,' but chewing more than howling
44 kicks off 30, I like the way that one sounded
We're really tryna scratch man live, straight to the point, we ain't going round it
When I'm on the graft all over the map, you know I need my paper fast and fat
Jail got the boys in blue on my back ruined my plan now man need new plan
Still got beef with these yutes still frying dem down man's gonna flip that plan
Dem man capped and screamed no cap, how much time did it spin, spin like a fucking fan
I need me a bitch like Indian love I need me a slip that comes with a drum
I like AP's but I want me a Richard Mille, that's a big man's watch
Peng ting tryna do wine and pots full of dark some drink and cops done caught them tryna sell nuff for guns
Me being broke that was me in the past
Been dere with a plug that was me in the past
I work too hard I wish I could starve
Got daytime graft to late night graft
Hoes on the case wanna come to the yard, tryna take of pants tryna take off bras
But a nigga like me don't trust no bitch, so we do it in hotel then man's gotta dart

[SJ:]
SJ
67
Daily Duppy
Spawn chigga out real soon
Free all da mandem
SlayProduct

Hooded jacket leather gloves
Gon' ching your two man in 4 minutes, what you telling me cuz
I don't get easily pissed my list is long gon' show man up
No suspects gon' trip him drip him scrim he's been there 'nuff
Try calling Mental's bluff, he's mental for real he'll ching man up
He a 6 + 4 like Digga tell out the nizz it was me and spinner
Or 2 with a 12 outside man's bitching to blow man's face through his window
Yeah white tee back man for the summer
Got Canada Goose for the winter
With 4s and 6s don't you be on the hitlist
Hey nosey neighbours mans pulling up just mind your business
And hey just come to the district, murder D and leave no witness
They know the mandem's got big bags man's doing up Father Christmas
Man's stay pulling up on badness, but first I draw on a canvas
I was making kush in the re-up, you was out with your gyal getting plastered
Got clay pigeon's shot in practice, when the disc is light man's darting
I hate doing up 2 Ls when no one's der that's fucking jarding
Packs like Duppy Daily
We roll like Meek, man's got issues so don't scream 'save me'
Was it us who did it? Maybe, don't act like everything's gravy
20 pile knock your gyal off brazy
Loud ting moving like light in the 80s
Eggs get cracked, dons get fried, food gets eaten
Man's been pulling for takeaway got little bro doing up Uber Eats
If you stick around you can't see the flex
If she come's around she can't give man neck
Give a messy leg she can't intercept
She'd better pattern up before I do her friends
Hold up mate, they couldn't be chatting
6 of us dates been holdin'weight from boo
Can't move dhfd been getting shaved
Jerk and pistol sdkjfh get blazed
Bring on the C, bring on the 8
Bring on the W dust 1 7 add 20 to that
Man's on 2 2 manna 30 up that with my 67 goons
Man's on the Nawf doing mank and skank, Evan and Eddie
Walk the plank, VIP settings, sparking time
The teeny likkle ting just arched her back cause her bruv in jail tryna go up in her lap
67 salute for the jump out gang (Bow, bow, bow)

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