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17

(álbum: A Glass Of Water 2 - 2021)


[?] Still got people to scram
The 60s, I'm cooking, I'm cooking, come like we're tryna make the home meal black
Still slap two in the dots, let's lurk and give it a one two tap
The 60s glee up the lamb [?] take no cap
But the jailhouse ting is long, man spot me an opp and I'm starting that scrap
On basic tryna get rizzla, telling the cleaners, open my flat
I done so much days on basic was ducking and diving
Then go home and inhale smoke
How's them tryna give me dome at home

Just touched 17, I didn't link no one in Tottenham
See the opps, man's on them, make this 15 free if I spot them
Treat the waps like my hair, gotta make sure that I grease them down and lock them
Max .40 steady ren, glee them off you don't know about options
Jail or feds, you don't know about problems
Just touched 17, I didn't link no one in Tottenham
See the opps, man's on them, make this 15 free if I spot them
Treat the waps like my hair, gotta make sure that I grease them down and lock them
Max .40 steady ren, glee them off you don't know about options
Jail or feds, you don't know about problems

Rv
Had my shank in my Calvin Klein's, a thousand times, could've ripped my boxers
Swear on my life, I'll do him up nice on sight, I don't care if he's ripped like Boxers
Before I had P for the re, used to phone my plug, had to call them boxers
Now bad B come to the nizz for this D cah they say I tick all them boxes
Went to the trap for the block, got more bread than half off the opps
Anyone fuck with my family tree, I'll grab my Ramz or I'm barking it off
I don't hit legs, man start from the top
Your bitch wanna stop in the middle, if I back this cannon and picture, can't say cheese when you got in a pickle
I do it live in the flesh, they type on the net, that's what they call on sight
Went from plain white tees to off-white, pendant bling like Drake and his hotline
Got down P on fours, hope you got yours cah nigga I got mine
And opps can't tell me bout scores cah I got more than all of them combined

Just touched 17, I didn't link no one in Tottenham
See the opps, man's on them, make this 15 free if I spot them
Treat the waps like my hair, gotta make sure that I grease them down and lock them
Max .40 steady ren, glee them off you don't know about options
Jail or feds, you don't know about problems
Just touched 17, I didn't link no one in Tottenham
See the opps, man's on them, make this 15 free if I spot them
Treat the waps like my hair, gotta make sure that I grease them down and lock them
Max .40 steady ren, glee them off you don't know about options
Jail or feds, you don't know about problems

feito

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