Anglo Saxon
(专辑: Music, Trial & Trauma: A Drill Story - 2020)
Mad ting, mad ting I'm in the
field like Anglo Saxons Joke man, don't me my ranking Still cool with the
killys no ramping Cool kid, gyal say I
look handsome Handsome, handsome Man are lying on us 'bout tantrums Make a
boy lay down, not planking My darling's gorgeous Becky with the
good hair, flawless My mum a
real mad man, torture Put thunder in your face, scorcher I
ain't ever been rook, that's awkward Take what, left what, extortion We don't do warnings or caution Get smoke liked Cali imported Wait, someone's lying, innit Me, I'm the
truth they mimic That's forbidden, muh, woosh, get him Bet me, I
bet they leg it Ski demon, for any reason they stretch it Ball so hard they jealous We see them, start swinging our arms like tennis If I
make bands then the
killy dem fed Yardman ting, Popcaan, them dead Hovis, Hovis, Ski love bread Henny, I'm rolling, Team know meds Hopping out cars and jump off peds If she love us and them she a
jez The
only thing I
hate more than dem man there Is a
barbie that's rude and dead (Dead one) Mad ting, mad ting I'm in the
field like Anglo Saxons Joke man, don't me my ranking Still cool with the
killys no ramping Cool kid, gyal say I
look handsome Handsome, handsome Man are lying on us 'bout tantrums Make a
boy lay down, not planking Mad ting, mad ting I'm in the
field like Anglo Saxons Joke man, don't me my ranking Still cool with the
killys no ramping Cool kid, gyal say I
look handsome Handsome, handsome Man are lying on us 'bout tantrums Make a
boy lay down, not planking Make a
boy lay down on my celly He leave you in the
dirt like Mike Pantelli TJ on the
block, Spinelli Drain out the
pot, he ain't making spaghetti Little man on the
wing, Martinelli He was in field tryna pop his cherry Rock that steady, sound of the
box On your marks, get ready South East steps South West And now we like step South East With Finneas not Belgique Bop with a
mop, discreet Free TG, free Ts Stuck in the
box cah the
job complete 4
man are on that fleet Turning the
key, tryna lock that street Mad ting, mad ting I'm in the
field like Anglo Saxons Joke man, don't me my ranking Still cool with the
killys no ramping Cool kid, gyal say I
look handsome Handsome, handsome Man are lying on us 'bout tantrums Make a
boy lay down, not planking Mad ting, mad ting I'm in the
field like Anglo Saxons Joke man, don't me my ranking Still cool with the
killys no ramping Cool kid, gyal say I
look handsome Handsome, handsome Man are lying on us 'bout tantrums Make a
boy lay down, not planking More money than Omar (Wait, wait, wait, wait) Facts From young I
always been a
baller Now I
ball in a
different job Who you caught with a
fishing rod It's all lies, you're Nemo, lost Bro OD like Postman Pat Got himself a
delivery job I
don't love these hoes but they love me So they say I
ain't tryna cheat , I
just want hat while switching lanes Jail four times, I
hate it Mama, I
know I
got to change Bro shoulda opened a
barber shop For how much yutes he shaved Doing man bait, morn or late Of course we dance, Ski go cray Woosh, muh, dem boy there lame Uh, leng, she think she bae Back then bassi my hip and walk Me and Milly, we flexed of course Love my killy, dem boys on fraud Do it like that Samurai swords (Ying) Mad ting, mad ting I'm in the
field like Anglo Saxons Joke man, don't me my ranking Still cool with the
killys no ramping Cool kid, gyal say I
look handsome Handsome, handsome Man are lying on us 'bout tantrums Make a
boy lay down, not planking Mad ting, mad ting I'm in the
field like Anglo Saxons Joke man, don't me my ranking Still cool with the
killys no ramping Cool kid, gyal say I
look handsome Handsome, handsome Man are lying on us 'bout tantrums Make a
boy lay down, not planking