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letra de stone i land - mylo (uk)

[verse]
can’t compete with the stone i land
microwave and a stove, i can
whip half a nine, lose him nine grams
how you think i’ll murder in stone island?
call this whip a stone cold stunner
hit rock bottom and found a runner
on top of the league, i’m a gunner
get caught out if you ain’t one hunna
you been hiding, where you hiding?
you’re not on your block but you lying
only drops get me excited
boot full of waps, i’m gliding
you don’t hang by your local spot
cah we shot your locals up
f-ck all of the vocal stuff
come link up with your loaded gun
come link up with your jammy rebore
i got waps you ain’t ever seen before
do a detour and head to b10
man i’ll done out the clip when i see them
home of the blinders cah they blind
ain’t ever seen sh-t in their life
they lean up in their best friend’s ride
i lean out and i air out bine
i been outside moving weight
they indoors hiding, losing weight
get clocked with the mop, put two in straight
lose your braids when i shoot your face
you already know what i’m on
and they never tried draw for the clout
i wish he did buck me with this pumpy
he’d never be walking around
woulda got rammed at, slapped at normal
he’d have been talk of the, talk of the town
if the gang gang ever come central
whole of the london bridge bun down
war is war, waps are ready
new ding-dong that i got off bebi
i know he’s on the glide already already
chef his face, now he’s ugly betty
woulda thought it’s legal
the way i roll strapped up in my legals
corn come big like, big like beatles
smoking pipes, not f-cking diesel
woulda thought it’s minor
they wanna stretch i like china
you talk wicked but when i find ya
i’ma have impostors in my grinder
me, i love bumping into my pagans
i love bumping into the enemy
they say they gon’ ride when they see me
they don’t ride nowhere but the cemetery
me, i love bumping into my pagans
i love bumping into the enemy
they say they gon’ ride when they see me
they don’t ride nowhere but the cemetery
baddie, baddie, she a baddie
she wet and now she want the addy
i tell her “chill, take a xanny”
cah i got fifteen cats in the alley
thotty, thotty, she a wh0re
like i’ll show you mine if you show me yours
how many pagan boys got bored?
packing, man fly abroad
stop that before i cop that heavy
i’ma put impostors on telly
i’ma put impostors on telly
i’ma put impostors on telly
i’ma put impostors on telly

- mylo uk

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