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Excuse me darlin’ nah B I didn’t come for no Grandma
Mhmmm, Uh, You know, Uh
Excuse me cutie nah B I didn’t come for a movie
Brrrr, Bow bow bow

Yeah, look let me get this moving
Is she with it or not
Stupid thot, so confusing
I be tryna make my gwop
Like why not, you can always improve it
I was on the block, me and R1
Free R1 cah he way ruthless
Everybody say they are onto the Malis
Not Mike, Imma Mali’s ooters
I was on the block tryna make my cash
You were at home playing computers
Look, niggas know where I’m from
Croydon blocks won’t take intruders
Young boy used to rob mans phone
Now ya going on glides, great improvement

Listen, yo
There’s a .32 wap in Chewton
[?] links in the [?]
Got T for the opp block
But which block am I choosing
Do T bop, then boot him
Splash that yute
Got him meds for the bruising
Duck man down keep up, don’t lose him
The feds can’t settle for the bootings
Inhale stress, made it so confusing
Ooze em, squeeze on the wap then strangle
Free opp block, tryna see a boys angle
Get bored up, thats a broadway scandal
Boy them cop in clothes and [?]
Free Trappo, he cause stress with the Rambo
Now it’s just me, I’m the vet in the bando
I got packs in the T and Bank
Cause my young boy gets that crack so

SE25 where the mandem be but
SE25 where the paigons live
Bro said he just saw Rondo
He a fat prick no mistaking him
It was there my limit is sprints
I’m like why ya didn’t give her no drink
I mean why you didn’t give her no ching
What you mean of course I did
Are you sad that the [?] where the mandem be
And half of the 8 where the paigons live
I’m the man that came up with Homerton B
442 duh cause I don’t rate no bitch
I only do rap, I don’t take no trips
My young bros kid
With the car no fibs
Bored up a [?]
Who’s Sue, I can’t tell
Link up with a bad bitch
Tell her strap it
And she strapped it well
Bro don’t care if hes match fit
You go there tryna trouble man’s health
Go there and I do it
Stepped there live, I dunno about stealth (Look)

Excuse me darlin’ nah B I didn’t come for no drama
But ya nigga keeps giving man looks
And this ramz I took go straight through his armour
Excuse me cutie nah B I didn’t come for a movie
Cah that they are setting up shop
And they done it on block, so they gotta include me

Listen, look the trapphone kick like Brucey
Crack your buj, go tint out ya windows
Why my opps so goofy
Is the rambo dirty
22s on waist, don’t lack
We don’t step out loosely
1,2 rev gonna beat up a ped
With a mask thats booky
I’m in the APT getting briss with a cutie
Serious wetters, step with me for my daily endeavors
The things we done weren’t pleasant
And [?] got my leathers
Suh suited booted, mask up little nigga lets do this
M way cruising, loud smoke and the music boomin’

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