Quiet! Down!

Glick, pow. Shh
What was that sound?
Don't run your mouth
Quiet down
Glick, pow. Shh
What was that sound?
Don't run your mouth
Quiet down

Shout-out to Pp
Shout-out the team that put me in my spot
21 Savage I came with a lot
All of my baggage filled up with these rocks
Got that on lock
No time for pagans I came for the top
I need the diamonds all over my watch
Sit and watch
I do this shit with braces
Bands in my teeth and I can't even say shit
She hit my line cus she basic
I'm sorry my B I'm too focused on payslips
+44 on the beat
You can tell by the sound, you can tell that I made it
I'm tryna do up these levels
Nothing like Faceit
The pagan talks how the pagan walks
Them boy get cut off
When I step in the function with Maison Margiela
The scene get lock off
All them catty boy do is talk
Then Pray I fell off
All them catty boy do is talk
Then Pray I fell off

Glick, pow. Shh
What was that sound?
Don't run your mouth
Quiet down
Glick, pow. Shh
What was that sound?
Don't run your mouth
Quiet down



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Writer(s): Louis Hinks
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