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County Lines Remix
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Sup n***as? How y'all n***as living, y'all alright? Everything good out here? Wasup baby? Good, good, good, how you feelin'? Chillin' Good, got that money for me man? I gotta make moves Yeah, I got it but not all of it yo Whatchu' mean? You ain't finished? I got robbed yo The f**k you mean you got robbed, who robbed you? That n***a Duff N***a Duff? Mokuba Lives Beats Drill it, drill it, corn, man fling it Dig it and rip it, I'm OFB's realest I ain't tryna brag but I chinged him wicked Done two in a row, no fibbin' On the wing, might catch man slippin' Come from the mosque or legal visits You ain't never hopped in the ride with the spinners Searchin' for them, tryna show man drillings Get dipped in tees like biscuits You don't come here, you got that twisted Moncler, rip it Dots wan' beat like the Red Light District So I get close, won't slap from a distance Run for your life if the four door pivots Now you feel mad like you just got a ticket Just circle yourself, you're not with it Tek' man's watch, let me see what the time is Thinkin' it's cold 'til you change that climate Now your block's hot and filled with Trident Blade and knife him, playin' it violent Bro got a case so bro gotta fight it Boogs got twenty, the judge didn't like him Big bruck back, one-twos and a Hi Vis Hop off the back, see man and they divert Jump out the ride and pop doors in order Shotgun barks, might buss out your shoulder You might get dipped like you crossed that border Hold up, back the wap and he froze up Rudeboy, I can't beef no broke arse Joker, rise the pumpy or poker Them man do leggy-legs when we roll up Same old sh*t, just let me get closer Banged up for twenty-three hours Gov just cancelled exercise (Ay gov, when's soc'?) See opps on the visit You know I'm tryna ketchup guys (Do him, do him) Would've killed your mate But like I never let that slide Still take man's Roley Like, 'bro let me get the time' Slim Jim just called from Feltham Nearly got down a opp on servery He held a fly kick and t'umps, that's dirty Jailhouse ting, bro's callin' me early Dig that, dip that, hold thirty Pull up at crooks tryna do man dirty This bad B backs the wap like Shirley She locks this whoosh, she don't act all girly My manager just came from Ghana Said, "Bando, you should go harder" They got S on the wing, big charger Feds hate me cah I look like my father Flick shank, fresh trim, go harder Barber, don't watch me cah I'm marga Double L just to cover my armour Hop out the back with a black balaclava No plasters, shells hot like lava This X3 kicks off like a mash Kush in the front, tell bro 'drive faster' Leave tools all over this bando In the bando, had to hide from my pastor On the glide, I'm slidin', lurkin' Sh*t, just straight past my aunty Taja And free up the lifers bakin' Boogie Bando, let him go one-arda Yo, from young I stepped out in Prada Gully man ting, got corn for the Gaza Bro said 'mazza', I said 'marza' Left a yute rubbed and he just said 'haha' Yo, from young I stepped out in Prada Gully man ting, got corn for the Gaza Bro said 'mazza', I said 'marza' Left a yute rubbed and he just said 'haha' Banged up for twenty-three hours Gov just cancelled exercise (Ay gov, when's soc'?) See opps on the visit You know I'm tryna ketchup guys (Do him, do him) Would've killed your mate But like I never let that slide Still take man's Roley Like, 'bro let me get the time'
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