Curtis II
Yo
Oi oi
Yo
Oi
Look
I'm just trying to pattern bands now
Don't get that shit twisted and tap out
Got built up and smashed down
Guess ya shouldn't throw stones in a glass house
Bad bitch with her ass out
Gon' hit that shit til I pass out
Ooh he's the man now
Like 50, Billy don't back down
Yeh this is that Curtis II
Light up a zoot and I burn the booth
Burn the roof, breaking a brick and I'm serving Q's
Earning loot, late night cruise and we purging too
Merk the tune, two two bars and i murder you
Cause there ain't no test with y'all
You can ask anybody, who the best in york?
Billyboy, yes of corse
Just look at the stats and check the scores
At the head top board
They man are dead, ya can smell the corpse
Ain't no way they could ever step fourth
Man shit goes down when I press record
See me man I started with a fiver and a dream
Tryna be the hardest in the scene
They ain't realise what I could be
Had to show these guys that I'm a beast
Pull up on em, riding in a jeep
Ima start a riot, Kaiser Chiefs
They be talking violent on a screen
Guess that we gon' find out when I see em
But them man they could never keep up
Me I been grafting ten years plus
Fuck all these bums, they're mugs
I got bars on bars like I'm running a club
Got hunnids and stuff
Flip me pack then I double it up
Mana act bad but they ain't done enough
And they talking bout me but when I run up they ducked
Them pussys got shook
Shook like a pocket of change
You don't wanna come out, get caught in the rain
I be in the trap house chopping up flake
Then I trim my trees, make profit from haze
My mother complains
But this is my life, ain't nothing gon change
If dad was around then I'd probably be straight
But I hopped on estate now they all name
Nah mush I ain't playing
I'm just trying to pattern bands now
Don't get that shit twisted and tap out
Got built up and smashed down
Guess ya shouldn't throw stones in a glass house
Bad bitch with her ass out
Gon' hit that shit til I pass out
Ooh he's the man now
Like 50, Billy don't back down
Yeh this is that Curtis II
Light up a zoot and I burn the booth
Burn the roof, breaking a brick and I'm serving Q's
Earning loot, late night cruise and we purging too
Merk the tune, two two bars and I murder you
Merk the tune
Two two bars and murder you
Yeah this is that Curtis II
Late night cruise and we purging too
Breaking a brick and I'm serving Q's
Oi oi
Yo
Oi
Look
I'm just trying to pattern bands now
Don't get that shit twisted and tap out
Got built up and smashed down
Guess ya shouldn't throw stones in a glass house
Bad bitch with her ass out
Gon' hit that shit til I pass out
Ooh he's the man now
Like 50, Billy don't back down
Yeh this is that Curtis II
Light up a zoot and I burn the booth
Burn the roof, breaking a brick and I'm serving Q's
Earning loot, late night cruise and we purging too
Merk the tune, two two bars and i murder you
Cause there ain't no test with y'all
You can ask anybody, who the best in york?
Billyboy, yes of corse
Just look at the stats and check the scores
At the head top board
They man are dead, ya can smell the corpse
Ain't no way they could ever step fourth
Man shit goes down when I press record
See me man I started with a fiver and a dream
Tryna be the hardest in the scene
They ain't realise what I could be
Had to show these guys that I'm a beast
Pull up on em, riding in a jeep
Ima start a riot, Kaiser Chiefs
They be talking violent on a screen
Guess that we gon' find out when I see em
But them man they could never keep up
Me I been grafting ten years plus
Fuck all these bums, they're mugs
I got bars on bars like I'm running a club
Got hunnids and stuff
Flip me pack then I double it up
Mana act bad but they ain't done enough
And they talking bout me but when I run up they ducked
Them pussys got shook
Shook like a pocket of change
You don't wanna come out, get caught in the rain
I be in the trap house chopping up flake
Then I trim my trees, make profit from haze
My mother complains
But this is my life, ain't nothing gon change
If dad was around then I'd probably be straight
But I hopped on estate now they all name
Nah mush I ain't playing
I'm just trying to pattern bands now
Don't get that shit twisted and tap out
Got built up and smashed down
Guess ya shouldn't throw stones in a glass house
Bad bitch with her ass out
Gon' hit that shit til I pass out
Ooh he's the man now
Like 50, Billy don't back down
Yeh this is that Curtis II
Light up a zoot and I burn the booth
Burn the roof, breaking a brick and I'm serving Q's
Earning loot, late night cruise and we purging too
Merk the tune, two two bars and I murder you
Merk the tune
Two two bars and murder you
Yeah this is that Curtis II
Late night cruise and we purging too
Breaking a brick and I'm serving Q's
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Writer(s): Billyboy Fitch
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