Daily Duppy Pt.1
(Legendary made this one)
Yo
I'd rather die than rap about things I didn't do
F-Block, I swear my Kurdish savages got missing screws (Baow)
You don't wanna cross the line if it's me stopping by (Grrah)
Big four fizzy, one flat-head will rock his mind (Headshot)
From jail to the roads, I'm on the same shit (Same shit)
Jumped out the dinger, summertime, gun blazing (Baow-baow)
I don't need to chase him, my soldiers gonna catch him (Grab him)
Said she wants a shooter, bet she knows that I'm established (Swear)
Feds on my back, tryna raid me for dumb shit (Pussies)
Probably think I keep a bag of straps where my mum lives (Ha)
Certified shooter, slap my stick off with one hand (One)
I'ma tell the fans the true stories of a gunman (Let's go)
From fifteen to eighteen, I already shot three (Three)
Feds tryna point me out in photos, that's not me (Nah)
I done glides and never spoke about it (Bang)
I dropped GR the spinners
Since then he ain't rolled without it (Grrah)
Free my little bros, I'm pissed off the judge birded 'em
Free GetRound, he's not in jail for no burgling
For certain G, the opps wanna murder me
It's not only music beats that my block are murdering (Facts)
Let me catch akhi, I'm smoking him (Bah)
You can't hide when I ride, I know it's him (Bah, bah)
Boot off the door, I'm rolling in (Grrah)
Pull back the hammer
See the barrels start blowing wind (Bah, bah, bah)
Fuck him, he's irrelevant (Bah)
He ain't done a thing since I peppered him (Baow)
Caught him by the pub and I severed him (Bah)
I just sit back and I observe
Heard he wants a verse, how much man has he shot first?
I ain't linking no nerds 'cause they ruin my image (Fuck)
How does Booter make dough? Tell 'em "Stay out my business" (Pussies)
Big wap in the car anytime I'm spinnin' (Skrrt)
Let him run, I'll shoot him and then slap the witness (Baow)
Let them drive through the ends and keep thinking it's safe (Go on)
Till I make a phone call and get him slapped on the pave' (Slapped)
He spoke up in jail so I shanked off his face (Shanked)
Put a grand in his account and made him stamp on his brains (Baow)
I was sitting in the dock when you were chilling with a thot
Why's he rapping bout the gang but he ain't spinning on my block?
Can't get the G-lock, then I'm bringing out the dots (Bah, bah)
I can't force him to ride, he's either with it or he's not (Facts)
Yo
I'd rather die than rap about things I didn't do
F-Block, I swear my Kurdish savages got missing screws (Baow)
You don't wanna cross the line if it's me stopping by (Grrah)
Big four fizzy, one flat-head will rock his mind (Headshot)
From jail to the roads, I'm on the same shit (Same shit)
Jumped out the dinger, summertime, gun blazing (Baow-baow)
I don't need to chase him, my soldiers gonna catch him (Grab him)
Said she wants a shooter, bet she knows that I'm established (Swear)
Feds on my back, tryna raid me for dumb shit (Pussies)
Probably think I keep a bag of straps where my mum lives (Ha)
Certified shooter, slap my stick off with one hand (One)
I'ma tell the fans the true stories of a gunman (Let's go)
From fifteen to eighteen, I already shot three (Three)
Feds tryna point me out in photos, that's not me (Nah)
I done glides and never spoke about it (Bang)
I dropped GR the spinners
Since then he ain't rolled without it (Grrah)
Free my little bros, I'm pissed off the judge birded 'em
Free GetRound, he's not in jail for no burgling
For certain G, the opps wanna murder me
It's not only music beats that my block are murdering (Facts)
Let me catch akhi, I'm smoking him (Bah)
You can't hide when I ride, I know it's him (Bah, bah)
Boot off the door, I'm rolling in (Grrah)
Pull back the hammer
See the barrels start blowing wind (Bah, bah, bah)
Fuck him, he's irrelevant (Bah)
He ain't done a thing since I peppered him (Baow)
Caught him by the pub and I severed him (Bah)
I just sit back and I observe
Heard he wants a verse, how much man has he shot first?
I ain't linking no nerds 'cause they ruin my image (Fuck)
How does Booter make dough? Tell 'em "Stay out my business" (Pussies)
Big wap in the car anytime I'm spinnin' (Skrrt)
Let him run, I'll shoot him and then slap the witness (Baow)
Let them drive through the ends and keep thinking it's safe (Go on)
Till I make a phone call and get him slapped on the pave' (Slapped)
He spoke up in jail so I shanked off his face (Shanked)
Put a grand in his account and made him stamp on his brains (Baow)
I was sitting in the dock when you were chilling with a thot
Why's he rapping bout the gang but he ain't spinning on my block?
Can't get the G-lock, then I'm bringing out the dots (Bah, bah)
I can't force him to ride, he's either with it or he's not (Facts)
Credits
Writer(s): Saif Khan, Kaya Arbouin
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