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[Intro]
(The Elements)
(AoD)
[Chorus: Digga D]
Uptown, don't touch cling no more
[?]
[?] turn rooftop floor
One seven, it's loan, of course
I walked out of [?], you know that it's on me, I got six rounds in the fours
I walked outta Hakka', they think I'm a trapper, I only went there for the cause
Uptown, don't touch cling no more
[?]
[?] turn rooftop floor
One seven, it's loan, of course
I walked out of [?], you know that it's on me, I got six rounds in the fours (Yeah)
I walked outta Hakka', they think I'm a trapper, I only went there for the cause
[Verse 1: Aitch]
Them man claim that they got heat, melt, when thеy sit in the hot seat, huh
Most be smokin' broccoli, you ain't got mе in your top three, yeah
OT in the box seats, two X O's on the rocks, please, please
My broski still chop trees, get the drop, leave your loft clean (Wash)
When I spit like this, I got shit on my chest, One sip, go sick in the head (Yeah)
Yeah, dressed in drip to your neck, but who's really livin' the best? (Skrr)
Reverse that coupe, bro spin that, fling it in nest (Yeah)
Bought the G5, fill it with zests, no spliff, get bill on the jet
Yeah
Bad on the gram, some Insta' warriors
How could I let insta bother me? I got way more racks than Insta' followers
I walked outta Hakka', they think I'm a trapper
I told them, ''I'm broke, I'm a blagger''
Bring it to Manny, ain't takin' it home and they top me and show me the manner
[Intro]
(The Elements)
(AoD)
[Chorus: Digga D]
Uptown, don't touch cling no more
[?]
[?] turn rooftop floor
One seven, it's loan, of course
I walked out of [?], you know that it's on me, I got six rounds in the fours
I walked outta Hakka', they think I'm a trapper, I only went there for the cause
Uptown, don't touch cling no more
[?]
[?] turn rooftop floor
One seven, it's loan, of course
I walked out of [?], you know that it's on me, I got six rounds in the fours (Yeah)
I walked outta Hakka', they think I'm a trapper, I only went there for the cause
[Verse 1: Aitch]
Them man claim that they got heat, melt, when thеy sit in the hot seat, huh
Most be smokin' broccoli, you ain't got mе in your top three, yeah
OT in the box seats, two X O's on the rocks, please, please
My broski still chop trees, get the drop, leave your loft clean (Wash)
When I spit like this, I got shit on my chest, One sip, go sick in the head (Yeah)
Yeah, dressed in drip to your neck, but who's really livin' the best? (Skrr)
Reverse that coupe, bro spin that, fling it in nest (Yeah)
Bought the G5, fill it with zests, no spliff, get bill on the jet
Yeah
Bad on the gram, some Insta' warriors
How could I let insta bother me? I got way more racks than Insta' followers
I walked outta Hakka', they think I'm a trapper
I told them, ''I'm broke, I'm a blagger''
Bring it to Manny, ain't takin' it home and they top me and show me the manner
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