This is some real drill rap, no TikTok * rappers, you know the vibe, that way, look
man, drum like a rock band, just cause they lock man, I can still drop man, fly like a
hot pan, I was a top boy, turn into top man, wait till I clock man, if there's a problem,
who on this planet earth, is gonna * stop man, I'm patronizing, I love their knifings,
they're new to gliding, just love their typing, where can we find them, cause the dogs in
a car got buying on buying, strapped like lightning, the dogs are hyping, cause something got hit
in their chest with a pine, left him fighting, for his life, he tried to pose for a selfie
pic, we gave him lighting, let me say no more, cause the PRS won't pay no more, got money
to met, got honeys, got loss, with the rips in my G's, with the honeys, I thought I'd
just * free, girl, left one on the floor, cause our legs don't work, and I damage your
jaw, if your guns don't work, don't step out your door, cause all you're gonna hear is
bop, bop, bop, what's that sound, I already said don't follow the crowd, I already said
if you were the king on your block, nigga, better pass that crown, for the car in Tico
drives, so it don't make a sound, I'm trying to leave my map unannounced, just let me back
again in jaw, I promise I'm itching to squash that mouse, kick the door off the hinges,
yo, are you listening, where's all the * paper, see my money come long, now I'm a 22
inch, I don't need a * Sega, do I got them A, major, do I smoke on K, flavor, I
can never end up broke like a leaner, can't you see the * print on that chainer, kick
the door off the hinges, yo, are you listening, where's all the * paper, see my money
come long, now I'm a 22 inch, I don't need a * Sega, do I got them A, major, do
I smoke on K, flavor, I can never end up broke like a leaner, can't you see the * print
on that chainer, gunman ting that'll excite me, I gunman ting that'll excite me, you're
lucky to fight me, man like me, met cornflour, ice beads, very unlikely, vegetarian rolls
and Singapore noodles, mash on me when I go to the Chinese, Chingman's face, I ain't using
no Tai Chi, no Taikan, I turn veteran from young, I wet man's top back, then I ain't
new to no tie-dye, jump out gang, still jump out, whip out, camp outside, where I cash
out crib, shot my man in the corner, I done it with side-eye, bombastic, boom, bow, now
I'm certainly sure they hide when we drive by, I been slapping off corners, stabbing
out chest and face, I ain't getting no feedback, I ain't mama getting money, yeah, I could
believe that, but your block didn't rate him as a wee cat, mama got bun, I mean that, mama
got bone, I won't believe that, better not laugh, you know how it goes in these streets
out there, take the door off the hinges, yo, are you listening, where's all the *
paper?
Till my money come long like my 22-inch, I don't need a * cigar, the way I got
down A major, the way I smoke on K, flavor, I can never end up broke like Alayna, can't
you see the * print on that trainer, take the door off the hinges, yo, are you listening,
where's all the * paper?
Till my money come long like my 22-inch, I don't need a * cigar, the way I got
down A major, the way I smoke on K, flavor, I can never end up broke like Alayna, can't
you see the * print on that trainer,
S.A.P.
S.A.P.
K.A.D.