Main Road

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Digga D - Rap, Drill

Main Road

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[Intro] Main road, anywhere we see them Any fuckin' where Cameras ain't gon' do nothin' Yo Gwappa Baby [Chorus] Sideroad (Sideroad) High road (High road) Back road (Back road) Main road (Yeah) Frontline where we bored up Fredo Hundred more places, I can say loads (Yeah, yeah) But estates is the best place No cameras, cheff that up and bust case Shout, "Luga Vellz, the Ammi smells" We got 'em down, we got 'em down Sideroad (Sideroad) High road (High road) Back road (Back road) Main road (Yeah) Frontline where wе bored up Fredo Hundred morе places, I can say loads (Yeah, yeah) But estates is the best place No cameras, cheff that up and bust case Shout, "Luga Vellz, the Ammi smells" We got 'em down, we got 'em down [Verse 1] The feds had me livin' in fear (Yeah) The reason I ain't chinged somethin' in over a year (Yeah, yeah) Took a train from Paddington, grub, had bare I just seen two pussy'hole jakes tryna stare Cheeks that grub, clutch that gear They won't let man go if the shape goes pear (Nope) My circle small, just rolled us a square and we broke that package with care (Yeah, yeah) I can't relax in this condition (Nope) With all this flake in here (Bling) The butter I got come lookin' like shea In country who the fuck's this breh, I ain't swingin' no punch, I'm swingin' my spear (Yeah, yeah) Not revealin' my nank 'til I get up near (Ayy come here) But he turned to a dasher, oh dear I swing my splasher and ruin the clothes that you wear (Ching, ching) He came 'round wavin' his fryer in the air We're beefin' chickens I swear, I'll fill it (Huh, huh?) Or still get chingy right there Load a .9, cheap gold didn't come from Claire Online cheat codes off of twenty, it's rare I don't know who they think that they fuckin' scare (Hahaha) A Harlesden Mali run-up, his skin got tan up, that's why they hate this Jareer (Bap-bap) [Chorus] Sideroad (Sideroad) High road (High road) Back road (Back road) Main road (Yeah) Frontline where we bored up Fredo Hundred more places, I can say loads (Yeah, yeah) But estates is the best place No cameras, cheff that up and bust case Shout, "Luga Vellz, the Ammi smells" We got 'em down, we got 'em down Sideroad (Sideroad) High road (High road) Back road (Back road) Main road (Yeah) Frontline where we bored up Fredo Hundred more places, I can say loads (Yeah, yeah) But estates is the best place No cameras, cheff that up and bust case Shout, "Luga Vellz, the Ammi smells" We got 'em down, we got 'em down [Verse 2] Old school days, I was sellin' bare weed Used to see 220 from a Z I put a two in the Q with the Benz and the Nina flake and I see 63 I just shot four O's from that whip and blagged it (Huh?) I said It's TT (I lied) I never had me a 'ped in seg, no bev, but still man rid it CC (My bird) Everyone puttin' their seats low, put it in eco Hope them pussies won't pree us (Get low, get low) Gettin' up close, but they run when they see us If we get bagged then it's free us (Free the guys) He's tryna keep his pace tryna stay focused when we hop out the Ford (The dinger) I was just with bro-bro, Jojo, Belmarsh got a L plate 'cah he scored (My nigga) Came out the way, HA's keep catchin' a M, you would've thought it's a sport (Have that) I'm still smokin' Khalifa, can't say his name, but you know it's a corpse Call a half a box a Fiat 'cause it's 500 without the storks (Yeah) Bought a hundred 3-2 auto's 'cause the shorts didn't fit in the scorps [Chorus] Sideroad (Sideroad) High road (High road) Back road (Back road) Main road (Yeah) Frontline where we bored up Fredo Hundred more places, I can say loads (Yeah, yeah) But estates is the best place No cameras, cheff that up and bust case Shout, "Luga Vellz, the Ammi smells" We got 'em down, we got 'em down Sideroad (Sideroad) High road (High road) Back road (Back road) Main road (Yeah) Frontline where we bored up Fredo Hundred more places, I can say loads (Yeah, yeah) But estates is the best place No cameras, cheff that up and bust case Shout, "Luga Vellz, the Ammi smells" We got 'em down, we got 'em down [Outro] Sideroad High road Back road Main road Frontline where we bored up Fredo

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Credits

Writers
  • Sean Murdz
  • Digga D