Waps 67 (Ft. Dimzy, LD & Monkey (67))

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[Intro: Monkey]
Gang shit, 67
SRB separation confirmed
OSG where it started
Coming up on staging the burn out of these twin solid rocket boosters at two minutes, five seconds
Brixton Hill
You understand? Woo

[Verse 1: Monkey]
Step correct with that Mac
You know we dressed in all black
No funeral, no funeral, man's turning up tryna wack
Done a mad ting the other day
Now man chill with bae in them flats
Them opp boys just run their mouth
They don't know nuttin' about waps
Gang shit on the stage
Gang shit on the pave'
Still cutting shapes in the rave (Yeah)
Bro cra' in the funkyhouse
And my brudda C got the flake
Dip-dip-dip-dip, from qway dipping's been cra'
From young niggas we rised up, how the fuck you think they got cake? (How the fuck?)
Keep my family close, there's fake love
I ain't sliding with snakes
67, add the 4 bitch, with the .40's dem, we don't play
Still a grubby yout' from OJ, I don't play

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