Yorkshire West

Drill flow
Chill, yo
Paid homage to both like a bill bro
Got to mix that Yorkshire, West
Grime and the drill, though
Throw like this when you sing
Go

Left, right
Black Bally's, Air Force, black, night
Roll with tens like I bowled a strike
Cold with fury like Tyson before mic, I

Drill flow
Chill, yo
Paid homage to both like a bill bro
Got to mix that Yorkshire, West
Grime and the drill, though
Throw like this when you sing
Go

Left, right
Black Bally's, Air Force, black, night
Roll with tens like I bowled a strike
Cold with fury like Tyson before mic, I

Mad that
Sick that
Rep BFD like my sick graft

Big that
Cigs na
Joint bad
Git back
Yo chilling me while putting Bradford on the map
My G banging squares and still
Trapping from the gaff
My belly used to laugh cos' when you see the money man

(Hahaha) It's automatic
Like a strap man
Spraying rapid
When it's bagged with
That attachment
Man about to bang a mazza
No DF
Man was bound to be an attacker
Man's a trapper?
Man's a rapper?
I Back the latter
Man's a Canners

Watch the attack, it's like Kylian
Duck their ting, when I keep on spinning them
Serial win and keep on winning them
Level up like Oghma Infinium

Five a day, there's less karats in my chain
And I keep on blinging them
I'm the backbone, the spine, the vertebrae
Coccsyx and I keep on sitting them down

Humble when man cooks up bars, yet I keep on grilling them
Fuck humble
Where's the laughs?
So I'd keep on kicking them

And for gyal?
Man keep on tricking them
Treat them mean and keep them keen
(Haha BFD you know ah)

Drill flow
Chill, yo
Paid homage to both like a bill bro
Got to mix that Yorkshire, West
Grime and the drill, though
Throw like this when you sing
Go

Left, right
Black Bally's, Air Force, black, night
Roll with tens like I bowled a strike
Cold with fury like Tyson before mic, I

Drill flow
Chill, yo
Paid homage to both like a bill bro
Got to mix that Yorkshire, West
Grime and the drill, though
Throw like this when you sing
Go

Left, right
Black Bally's, Air Force, black, night
Roll with tens like I bowled a strike
Cold with fury like Tyson before mic, I

Mad that
Sick that
Rep BFD like my sick graft

Took pics
Say cheese
Bare loud
Bare keys

About in ends
Still fuck with Gs
A class above no Ps
Still fuck with class Bs
Took shit from muppets
When deep down
I know they're not as hard as me

I'm
Mixed race
A different pedigree
In a pack of wolves nigga
I stand out a level G
Growth, bro
A bar later now I'm ahead of me
Another class
Class A, felony

Wagwarn G
What you telling me?
What you saying B, you're selling keys?
Still blagging it me
Think I give a would what they said bout me?
They couldn't walk my path
Even if they had legs like a centipede

Don't try spraff if you come with bad energy
Don't come spraff cos' you think man's your remedy
Cos' it's them same man in private
Drilling my phone out, start belling me
DRNE Canners that's family
So they said to me
"Watch our legacy" cos' man has some tendencies
Man has a tendency?
To move a bit mad
Never dead like a cemetery

Go on



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