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Yeah, yeah, yeah

OG [?] Slippery slope [?]
Places I go
Paint a picture but I don't move
Still cold, move slow motion
Movements proper slow with the loss of the plot
But roasting boofs is overdue
I know some loose hoes and local dudes but I don't know you
Most probably got some potions [?]
Premonition, past visions I'm looking at
Laid back, I does this
You ain't puttin' pu**y on the chain, why, it's such a shame
Like, that ain't my slang cause I ain't local-born, [?]
Your shorties can't all-aboard, abort the mission
'Cause she [?] to catch her as she plank-walking
I strap a jaffa cake got [?] like gaffer tape
I'm normally blazed, give me days to calibrate my thoughts again
Know your place, you fools bеtray your little false name
You ain't pulling wool ovеr the face, no way

I'm making bangers like it's nitroglycerin, hydro glistenin', nice cold shimmerin'
Stamp your crisps up into your carpet and strap your big spliffs that smell like an armpit
Chat like your arm blood, you're just harmless
I bring bad karma, call it cold wash and hard press
Trying to be a charmer but your heart is best
But you weren't blessed so I can't process
I'll kick you with your f**king teeth, I'll pick your bird
Look, she's a pickle feed that grinds on herbs
No, while I'm picking weed, grinding off my thoughts
Micro-dots, with the lean and a bit of speed

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