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[Verse 1: Monkey] Tryna hit man's chest, still liver Burst man's garm make him cry all river Two Ls make him spill man's punch all BIGGA Make a man spill liquor Yo! You're can't run me dry no Bryson Tiller Uptown settings with me and my driller Remember kway back when I had free dinner Yo! I got faith in bro when he fought down rev And the spinner kick like Ryu from Tekken Don't get hit cos you might go heaven (baow) Yo! Little bro didn't cry when he got that sentence Now he's in the wing tryna get more vengeance Hammers galore get smoke like Bensons (hammers galore) Money affi mek, catch in hand construction Feds lock bro conspiracy talks Now he's back on induction (free bro, free bro) Yo! Bae got instruction feds want me back on the wing with the gang causing disruption [Verse 2: Dimzy] Aighh The war still on who told you it stopped It was just the other day I was sitting in the dinger Hand firm grip on the dots mask up like LD my dreads dem stuffed in my hood so they can't see my locks I say glee cos they bought me a Glock (glee) They say glee cos they copy a lot He was loud he was talking a lot But he went quiet when he got shot I put my hands on my darling's breast She don't know these hands were on the dots My name and my face is hot my block is hot And my darling's hot The mandem' hot even though we're low The barrel the wap gets hot when it pots (fire) [Verse 3: Dimzy] Running from Feds got me healthy (healthy, healthy, healthy, healthy) Mask off like K-Trap but I glide with the mask like Reekz and LD (Skrrt) I'm a business man, you got a business plan That's the only time she on bail me Bro walked in with the fifty shot, thought it was a AK, was a 'SA eighty' (mad ting)
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Credits
- Writers
- Monkey
- Dimzy