Science

Album cover art for "Science" by Potter Payper

Potter Payper - Rap, UK Rap

Science

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[Intro] Answer no question Touch me, I'm tryna touch skin Uh Yo Mm, mm, mm, mm, yo (Hello Gursevak) [Verse] Stepped in, just my darg and my bredrin And we ain't answer no question Touch me, I'm tryna touch skin G Ramsey, the chef's in Left, right, before the feds spin I cook crack, make your head spin I got it that I need some fresh cling And some more bags, I break a raw slab My cats' my biggest fans cah they want more wraps I swear I'm with some killers and they're all tapped I mean I'm with some drillers and they all trap I just wanna hit the belly, no core abs Yeah, she pretty but she all back I fuck her once and never call back Nowadays, I think I'm all that I'm Bobby Lupo, I'll get 'em all whacked Just forget about it, watch me double-count it I got beef in the streets, I never step without it Shit I been dope boy fresh from a teen I swear I owe my success to a fiend I gave my whole life to the streets Then the streets went and gave about ten to the Queen I put my head on the map, an armeen Cos shit could be worse, you nah-mean? Corner for a verse, you nah-mean? I said corner for a verse, you nah-mean? That's twenty on the breakdown Trappin' ain't dead, it's just got a bit bait now Still I got 'em kway bound I'm smokin' on this girl scout tryna block the world out I said I'm tryna block the world out I'm callin' shots like Anthony Soprano My gun's Russian but my kicks Italiano Amiri, Dolce & Gabbana, not Ferragamo I pull up on your block, it's a car show Middle finger to the narcos, I'm Gustavo, head honcho This a whole brick, that's a half O, you little arsehole Jailhouse, I had bariis without the baasto, word to Marlow '06, it was bando up in Harlow Now this Givenchy got me feelin' picture-perfect like Da Vinci I'm Leonardo, I mean Leonidas When I was young, I had one bag of misguidance Always had a clean heart, want to split fivers, had to dip sirens Had me in the crown court, that's a stiff silence Drivin' no license, and I'm on license, and I'm on violence So when I tell you, "Don't move," I want compliance Cocaine and ammonia, it's just science Shit When I tell you, "Don't move," I want compliance Cocaine and ammonia, it's just science

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  • Potter Payper