Tekky

Splurgeboys

Big zoot, back strap, Cognac, back that
Big back, grab that, really wanna tap that
Stick go brap brap, tek no back chat
Live from the jungle, hakuna ma tat tat
Stop with the wass akh, any likkle fas bag
Yo pussy bwoy do me suttin' if you're that bad
Left wrist, see the buss down no flash fam
Penthouse suite where I cool and relax at

Chipmunk, mad man, touch mic, Baghdad
Every day I run up in the booth, where the racks at?
Let's talk UK rap, I'm a Dad fam
I go hard, period, pussy, you likkle Tampax
One beat, one plan, one mic, one stand
Anything MIC, man ah bad man
Thinking you can rhyme like me, are you mad fam?
Look at all the blood I splurged, I feel like Mad Max

Wait man are rappin OG's
Back to rapping n' snapping, there ain't no capping on beat
Man, will actually wrap him up and den pack an MC
Ain't a fan of the rappers, dem man ain't handling me
Man, I brang all the savages, can't lack in no street
All da mandem erratic, you know dey managing the beef
Still packing the packet and push pack in OT
Since back in 03 (finish him)

Heard that one track, heard 'nuff gun chat
Looked at Chippy like, "He really done that"
Dick down a one yat, big batty flung back
Fuck that love akh, link man bruck that
Switch flow, sick mode, wrist glow
Dick hoes quick, throat pricks know diss bro, it's go
Pay the young boy for a cheffing (what else?)
I bought the dip like crypto

Frisco, sick flow, it's so
Grimy, so don't try me it gets mad when I'm pissed though
Big doe, sick mode, prezzy on wrist though
Chip knows, he will tell you, Fris, that's big bro
alright, Star 9, carbine
Bullet in skin if you diss one of our guys

Drop them, Pharsyde, their side, our side
Archive came from the dark side
Can't slide around my way, you niggas need balance
I'm baffled, say you done things that you haven't
Nonchalant, I am a don, it's apparent
We ain't family, I don't know niggas from Adam (no-no)

I came up 'round robbers and drug barons
Disarm man like I was Faron
You want war, that's no challenge
We set trends, no bandwagons
Rise my ting, everyting flatten

Long clip in a 17, walk with the dangle feel like teddy (shottas)
Walk him down, get a good angle then I get shelly (baow)
See me on TV, I'm still tryna' pattern up shirts on telly
If we don't see eye to eye, don't try patch it, I ain't like Nelly

I walk with the wicked drilliest (drilliest)
It's gotta hold six in minimum (six)
Bro got head back, brilliant
They need three get backs minimum (ha)
Double R with the stars in the roof
Next star in the coupe (yeah, yeah)
Me and P try tape it twice, we was in a jarrin' mood