CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : FUCK THE INDUSTRY

Yo, lil' bih, it's NKO on beat
Welcome, this is SEVEN 7oo and you're listening Rondo and Central Cee

I'm hands-on, b*t*hes, they can't get their hands off
All 'cause I doubled my bands up (Ahah) (Bands up)
Sto dentro al bando, workin', hustlin', sto correndo
Females sending me n***s
And I don't even know where they're getting my Snap from (Snap from)
Lei mi manda foto su Snapchat, eppure io non gliele chiedo
I'm hands-on, b*t*hes, they can't get their hands off
All 'cause I doubled my bands up (Bands up)
Sto dentro al bando, workin', hustlin', sto correndo
Females sеnding me n***s
And I don't evеn know where they're getting my Snap from (All right) (Snap from)
Lei mi manda foto su Snapchat, eppure io non gliele chiedo

Every time that I come to Milano I got hoes in my DM
Constantly trying to get me to reply but I'm busy, I don't have time
I got a show at six and I gotta be in the airport by half-past-nine
I love bad gyal that embrace it
She not embarra**ed, she don't move shy
I don't give a f**k if your body count high
I'm not in the position to judge, but
I'm the position to f**k, huh
We're changing position a lot, nah
My current position a boss
Put her in missionary but this ain't the only mission that I been on
They call me a visionary, ain't no other rapper got the vision I got
I missed out on a lot as a kid, so I bought everything that's for old times sake
Walk in the shop and I tell them I want everything that they got in size eight
I got out the game at the perfect time, just as the coke price raised
"I'm not a random guy, I'm different", ain't that what most guys say?
I'm hands-on, b*t*hes, they can't get their hands off
All 'cause I doubled my bands up (Ahah) (Bands up)
Sto dentro al bando, workin', hustlin', sto correndo
Females sending me n***s
And I don't even know where they're getting my Snap from (Snap from)
Lei mi manda foto su Snapchat, eppure io non gliele chiedo

Everytime I go back to London, I got gyal in my DM, huh
Why-why-why they talk on the net
But in the street I don't see 'em
Tra me e te c'è un divario enorme, pure le tue troie son le mie
Sei tutto gangster, sì, nei video, ma in strada avrei da ridire
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah-grrah
La tua b*t*h ritardata c'ha il DLS
TLC lo prende alle 6 AM
B*t*h, voglio la face, non voglio il tuo back
SSG, lo sai che nessuno è safe (Yo)
Non mi parlare, la mia musica è overseas
Fanculo a te e le tue cazzo di liriche
Qui-qui-quindi torno a casa e dopo prendo la mia gunna (Of course)
AKA tradotto in USA vuol dire prendo l'arma
Una hoes, due hoes, tre hoes, extendo Glock, big dawg
VVS shiny, AP, un anno e me lo comprerò
Ogni rapper che mi ha dissato è perché gli ho rifiutato il—
Fu-f**k the industry, we have our rules, bye-bye

I'm hands-on, b*t*hes, they can't get their hands off
All 'cause I doubled my bands up (Ahah) (Bands up)
Sto dentro al bando, workin', hustlin', sto correndo
Females sending me n***s
And I don't even know where they're getting my Snap from (Snap from)
Lei mi manda foto su Snapchat, eppure io non gliele chiedo
I'm hands-on, b*t*hes, they can't get their hands off
All 'cause I doubled my bands up (Bands up)
Sto dentro al bando, workin', hustlin', sto correndo
Females sending me n***s
And I don't even know where they're getting my Snap from (All right) (Snap from)
Lei mi manda foto su Snapchat, eppure io non gliele chiedo

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