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letra de dpd - kasst x ajfrmthe8

[intro]
i’m blatantly
i just come off the phone with my man (mason)
now i pull up outside with packs
comin’ like dpd
man are comin’ like dpd
and recently
them man wanna beef with me
(hazard)
i went kway and i got that re
now i pull up outside with packs
comin’ like dpd

[verse 1]
on the ph-
on the phone with a million pound
tryna hear “wagwan?” so man can follow (brrr)
i was broke and i got left back
had me outside doin’ up andrew robbo
but the life that we live too onno
so the phone line doin’ apollo (mmm)
got cash and i come with groups
so i’m not too sure if a man’s on obbo (skrrt, skrrt)
stepped out broke, never had no drops in (skrrt)
tryna get, tryna get me a box in
now i got pound syndrome likе hopsin (brrr, brrr)
never had five bag to mе name
around the same time nsg made “options” (mmm)
but now i got options
so i might just drop in (what?)
tell the ygs, “come on, get poppin'” (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
[verse 2]
just put a thousand grams (what?)
in a thousand gram bags (mmm)
if the soldiers start pullin’ a sickie
then man get out there and slang that (slang that)
hand to hand that
them man cap for the net and i really can’t stand that (cappers)
i miss broski, he was way too active
we really got out there and banged that
yeah, banged it
them man are some washed up bandits (woah)
i don’t think them man understand it (yeah)
when i was broke i had to go slang it
get the bash out, then i expand it
made a bag in a day, never planned it
pullies demand it
all these pounds of the cali just landed
i’m glad that they never got lost in transit

[chorus]
i’m blatantly (blatant)
i can’t waste no time, man, i switch online
and i chase some p (cash it)
i just come off the phone with my man
he’s like, “bro, man, i got that key” (brrr, brrr)
now i pull up outside with packs
comin’ like dpd (skrrt, skrrt)
man are comin’ like dpd
and recently (ayy)
the connects wan’ speak with me
them man wanna beef with me (ayy)
cah their gyal wan’ sleep with me (ayy)
i went kway and i got that re (ayy)
and came back and made decent p
now i pull up outside with packs
comin’ like dpd
[verse 3]
that gyal needs a injunction
always ends up at every function (jez’)
got both the nokias jumpin’
bell up the line and get the phone pumpin’ (brr, brr, brr)
in the jailhouse kickin’ and punchin’
that guy was talkin’ sh-t ’til i slumped him (slumped him)
talkin’ sh-t ’til i slumped him
had a man swear next day he was drunken

[verse 4]
like, like say he was cartin’ (cart)
in the ‘gatti, i’m doin’ up mappin’ (skrrt)
i was broke tryna get a quick bag in (brr)
now the sweeties tell him, “i’d tap him” (tap)
get lit with a bag full of work
pass the dj, man, i brought that pack in (yo, bring that)
don’t think you can violate bro
man’ll pull up outside like, “n-gga, what’s crackin’?” (gwan)

[verse 5]
drivin’ with me knees (what?)
as i count up ps, yo (skrrt)
bend up ya back and arch it
tightest nani, man haffi squeeze (big back)
i don’t need no help in the trap
man get rid of packs with ease
on the m-way with a caramel darlin’ one and a boot full of keys
[verse 6]
on the m with ps (skrrt)
can’t wait ’til i make it global (world)
in the ends just doin’ up biker
on the phone man doin’ up vocal (brr, brr)
me, i started local
tryna end up a real-life mogul
and i can’t just f-ck with them man (nah)
cah the man there way too social (no parties)

- kasst x ajfrmthe8

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