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I'm trying to set trens
I don't care about them man there
Cah The man there ain't my friends
I was upsar making racks
Why you was at home just smoking Blem
Like where's your friends
Where's waps skengs
All this talk
But I don't see them
Fucking preeing
I haven't see them this evening
Get my bread then I'm leaving
Ain't got time for her and her feelings
I got time for trapping
I also got my time for my Denoms

Bleeding bleeding
Back roads we creeping
Anglos arm chop lock
You best pray that your heart stay beating
Fucking hell
The nine got sweets with the shells
I was upsar making rakes
Why you as at home
Just texting girls

Fucking hell
Like Bros got links for the sweets
Mags all fall that's crocodile teeth
Bring that out and feel your heat
The Rambo long it drop to my knees
Yoy ain't got bread I'll run u some ps
I'll run you some ps
Grab that mash and ride for your gs

Bro Watch out he's a militant stepper
I got the wap he's got the wetter
It's a 2 man step on a bruck down vespa
Bros Gotta Plan this drill like he's lester
Serve the feen all day wid no tester
The cat try line me
She Coming like
Cah half the block has done preesed her

I was ot serviceing dank
Why you was at home just sitting there
Can't compare
I just got a New monClaire
I anit uploading squares
So Best take care
Cah you can't really step round here
Cah you can't really step round here

Bro really step with the Rambo
He's a asbo Trying to teck man's heart
Two man step late night in the dark
Rah
Nearly got done in his car
See man dip
Then the bels them bark
Them boy got chat
But the boy them sarft
But the boy them sarft

I don't care about them man there
Cah The man there ain't my friends
I was upsar making racks
Why you was at home just smoking Blem
Like where's your friends
Where's waps skengs
All this talk
But I don't see them
Fucking preeing
I haven't see them this evening
Get my bread then I'm leaving
Ain't got time for her and her feelings
I got time for trapping
I also got my time for my Denoms

Bleeding bleeding
Back roads we creeping
Anglos arm chop lock
You best pray that your heart stay beating
Fucking hell
The nine got sweets with the shells
I was upsar making rakes
Why you as at home
Just texting girls



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Writer(s): Hayden Godfrey
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