CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Weapons
Any man with a problem, go bust your gun and suck your mum
RTrizzy, gang
F**k everyone, ahaha
Skudududu, boom
F**k the police man, lurks with weapons
1.8, two man with the boom-boom, man will get burnt in seconds
Shmoney man J, my n***as dont play
Humble and calm, but really OJ
As long as I'm paid my killer's ok
Try and call bro, what the f**k is this?
When I serve more balls than Djokovic
You ain't on your grind, you ain't poppin'
Hotline blinging and working the line
So I ain't got time for these tossers
I keep on drillin' my team them villians
I stain man's knifes and boxers
We stay winnin' and we stay dippin'
Man ain't tryna fight, man, stop it
Mana just slide on a plonka
22 knifes and a dumpa
Tryna leave guys on a jumper
Anywhere cats are residing
Me and my guys gonna conker
But the beef ain't neutralized
So I cop me a botty that's supersized
Skrr round there, I got two inside
Lowkey, so I know I ain't doing time
There ain't nuttin' but crooks and villans here
Out here tryna be milionaires
I'mma grind then pop me a million squares
'Til the whole team living like Ricky Flair
My n***as boppin' on anyones block
Find the spot and they setting up shop
Turn the cain we're like 21 shots
We bust it off until anyone drop
Turn a big boy to a victim
This ain't a world cup, I'll pitch him
Squeeze the masheen, then rinse it
Peel off a man's skin like chicken
I'm just in my zone
Done alotta dirt pon' road
Feds on me, so I speak in cold
Be a good yute, go do as you're told
Hold a punch for your line like Konan
You ain't on one on your spokesman
Say your certi' on road, you're a joke man
Made visits to your home like postman
Bun haze to the brain, I'm smokey
Blacked out in the field like Boley
Been touching up yutes, I'm cony
Hold suttin' to your nose like bogey
Move fast like Bugatti
Onsight on the mains, I'm skatty
Take trips in the cabby
Man bust man up when I dial up a hatty
Invest in the year got kendle
Get fried like rice, make it special
Mash all the work the skrr in the rental
Knocked him out stone cold like a wrestle
Big Glockz, I'm quacktive
Drive packs for your Robbie, no Savage
See Mz in the cut, better panic
Get you splashed on the mains turn cabbage
Got things on things like 86
Had him runnin' up walls like Matrix
Still dishin' out food like waitress
Big boy turned patty in a statement
RTrizzy, gang
F**k everyone, ahaha
Skudududu, boom
F**k the police man, lurks with weapons
1.8, two man with the boom-boom, man will get burnt in seconds
Shmoney man J, my n***as dont play
Humble and calm, but really OJ
As long as I'm paid my killer's ok
Try and call bro, what the f**k is this?
When I serve more balls than Djokovic
You ain't on your grind, you ain't poppin'
Hotline blinging and working the line
So I ain't got time for these tossers
I keep on drillin' my team them villians
I stain man's knifes and boxers
We stay winnin' and we stay dippin'
Man ain't tryna fight, man, stop it
Mana just slide on a plonka
22 knifes and a dumpa
Tryna leave guys on a jumper
Anywhere cats are residing
Me and my guys gonna conker
But the beef ain't neutralized
So I cop me a botty that's supersized
Skrr round there, I got two inside
Lowkey, so I know I ain't doing time
There ain't nuttin' but crooks and villans here
Out here tryna be milionaires
I'mma grind then pop me a million squares
'Til the whole team living like Ricky Flair
My n***as boppin' on anyones block
Find the spot and they setting up shop
Turn the cain we're like 21 shots
We bust it off until anyone drop
Turn a big boy to a victim
This ain't a world cup, I'll pitch him
Squeeze the masheen, then rinse it
Peel off a man's skin like chicken
I'm just in my zone
Done alotta dirt pon' road
Feds on me, so I speak in cold
Be a good yute, go do as you're told
Hold a punch for your line like Konan
You ain't on one on your spokesman
Say your certi' on road, you're a joke man
Made visits to your home like postman
Bun haze to the brain, I'm smokey
Blacked out in the field like Boley
Been touching up yutes, I'm cony
Hold suttin' to your nose like bogey
Move fast like Bugatti
Onsight on the mains, I'm skatty
Take trips in the cabby
Man bust man up when I dial up a hatty
Invest in the year got kendle
Get fried like rice, make it special
Mash all the work the skrr in the rental
Knocked him out stone cold like a wrestle
Big Glockz, I'm quacktive
Drive packs for your Robbie, no Savage
See Mz in the cut, better panic
Get you splashed on the mains turn cabbage
Got things on things like 86
Had him runnin' up walls like Matrix
Still dishin' out food like waitress
Big boy turned patty in a statement
