Foolishness

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410 & Skengdo & A.M (410) - Rap, UK Drill

Foolishness

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[Intro: Skengdo & AM] Tired, tired, get him Dudududududu Chatty Hold on Dududu Mad Black, black, black Come we just go and get him And you wan lie to your rasclart bredrin' Watch how the crashers step in Yes, we got those [Chorus: Skengdo] So sick and tired of the foolishness Like, come we just go and get him (get him) Chat to the gyaldem (chatty) And you wan' lie to your rasclart bredrin (liars) Just pause for a second (hold on) Watch how the crashers step in (mad) Blacked out, hoodie on, and yes we got those leathers (Black, black, black) So sick and tired of the foolishness Like, come we just go and get him (get him) Chat to the gyaldem (chatty) And you wan' lie to your rasclart bredrin (liars) Just pause for a second (hold on) Watch how the crashers step in (mad) Blacked out, hoodie on, and yes we got those leathers (Black, black, black) [Verse 1: Skengdo] Man'll show man tekkers (dududu bow) Rambo go through sweaters (dududu bow) Good yutes, you got peer pressures (moist) Don't act volts when you do church reggers (hmm) They know that they need them blessings The way I had the crash cut tru Had niggas hoping the fences (bunny hop) But it's back to the money (mad) And if you go broke, you're stressin' (stressin) Crashers first, it's destined (destined) OD put corn where your chest is (bow) Should invest in vests (cop dat) Could teach you a lesson (mad) Don't ever lack around me I ain't 'lowing no one , go spread the message (no one) No way this won't get deaded (never) Talking all tough 'n dat (chatty, chatty) Tell me, why did you blow? (chatty) I told you it's cold Be dashing phones The feds, they want me to go (gone) Guy your shoe look nice (mad) Got fucked and you did 10 toes (dashin') Getting them man from early (early) And no one ain't backing out phones (pricks) Now they want to say that we don't bang Jus' cah nobody knows Free GD out the can (free him) Got me thinking when he's coming home (mad) The judge wanna do him dirty (dirty) They don't wanna send a man home (send him) Around all my bros 'n' dat Hoping the jakes don't take him from home [Chorus: Skengdo] So sick and tired of the foolishness Like, come we just go and get him (get him) Chat to the gyaldem (chatty) And you wan' lie to your rasclart bredrin' (liars) Just pause for a second (hold on) Watch how the crashers step in (mad) Blacked out, hoodie on, and yes we got those leathers So sick and tired of the foolishness Like, come we just go and get him (get him) Chat to the gyaldem (chatty) And you wan' lie to your rasclart bredrin' (liars) Just pause for a second (hold on) Watch how the crashers step in (mad) Blacked out, hoodie on, and yes we got those leathers [Verse 2: AM] Du-du-du, du-du-du, du-du-du Wake up, wake up What's that smell in the air? (air, air) Crash gang, fully on violence (violence) If you really wanna take it der (let's take it der') Man know that we do this properly (yeah) Everything green like broccoli (like broccoli) Man's tryna do them dirty (dirty) And all now, no one ain't stop me (stop me) Push that work, man's getting it gone (gone) Diligent dip on anyone's son (son) Man talk wass' get anyone spun (spun, spun) Everyone knows we're getting it done (done) I was tryna look for the worms in the mud (Dudududu) And all now no one ain't called my bluff (Dudududu) I ain't that cute, yeah I ain't that buff (Dudududu) Girls on me get minimal trust ('dat's minimal trust) That's minimal trust, minimal hugs (hugs, hugs) Girls on me get minimal love (love, love) Trust her once, won't do it again (nah,nah) I ain't got time, that's digital, cuz (nah, nah) Back my shank onto anyone's friend Snatch man's soul, that's spiritual, cuz Dash that shank, won't do it again(Dudududu) Feds tryna lock this criminal, cuz I'm in Baghdad (Baghdad) I'm a soldier; I'm in Baghdad Big stick like a grandad Hear the woosh-woosh and the bang-bang (bang, bang) Oui oui, Jean-Claude I'm like Van Damme Like a French man I said, "Oui Oui' (ay) Trois cinq, bang, bang, bang! [Chorus: Skengdo] So sick and tired of the foolishness Like, come we just go and get him (get him) Chat to the gyaldem (chatty) And you wan' lie to your rasclart bredrin' (liars) Just pause for a second (hold on) Watch how the crashers step in (mad) Blacked out, hoodie on, and yes we got those leathers

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Credits

Writers
  • Skengdo
  • A.M (410)