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[intro]
commentary by realife

[hook
nah no time fi bullsh-t, bullsh-t
you man love to bullsh-t, bullsh-t
man you see me move with, move with
man is on some bullsh-t, bullsh-t

[verse]
which style i got to murder wit
tell me which team i got to murder quick
your workig a nerve serve you and merk you quick
bk and mcds get serviced quick
and i don’t even be on road
tek man fi p-ssy, try me, nope
iron sh-ll, placenta soul, you in pen on purpose dropping soap
cops stop me cause think that i’m too tanned
hartford were they pull up and slew man
youths need guidance, streets don’t do that
so i speak truth give a f-ck about you man
let me in the game now the game is f-cked now
treat the rap game like police brutality
(yea) dun know, piggin the f-ck out
d-ck her the f-ck down kick her the f-ck out
i’m really what’s up now the feeling me up
jig is up yea me and jigz got up now
c–n -ss rappers sit em the f-ck down
f-ck you mean, gyal come tru i’m a f-ck you mean, no booty call it’s midnight f-ck you mean
i am the definition, f-ck you mean
get it definition f-ck you mean
better peep game hyde and seek (geez)
you don’t know my bredrens dem and done know mi nuh friend friend
not mi bredrens dem friend them your not my friend’s friend not mi bredren dem
f-ck out my ends then
it’s just my cousin and me
riding these ct streets
b-mping that dizzee, tempa t, skepta, d double e
you looking like food youngins is hungry in these streets
dirty krepts, you riding clean flawsing
pow, lethal da b
kill em for the money if it ain’t about the money get you wacked to be honest like the mafia and gotti i don’t drive a maserati pull up with the baddest hotty for a little bit of money i ain’t f-cking with these offies everybody getting bodied like a shotty to the body bars fully automatic hillfiger with a tommy got a hotty tryna top probably suck me off the sake then f-ck me for the money motherf-cka in godly

thats how you bang a strap blood, (grunt)
f-cking d-ckhead

can’t stop the autumn city god, are you f-cking mad

[hook
nah no time fi bullsh-t, bullsh-t
you man love to bullsh-t, bullsh-t
man you see me move with, move with
man is on some bullsh-t, bullsh-t

[outro]
commentary by realife

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