[Intro: Workrate]
Free all my brothers
Niggas know, L's down, ah (Forever)
Boom
[Chorus: Workrate, AbzSav]
I cocked that .30, I thought it was them (Who's that?)
I got that drop in on thirty, I made it back by quarter-to-ten
Six in the wap, that's a nine double M
Get round two's in a pagan's ends
Tryna turn man off with a loaded skeng
Brown one, she leng, she want deepthroat and sex
I cocked that .30, I thought it was them (Who's that?)
I got that drop in on thirty, I made it back by quarter-to-ten
Six in the wap, that's a nine double M
Get round two's in a pagan's ends
Tryna turn man off with a loaded skeng
Brown one, she leng, she want deepthroat and sex
[Verse 1: Workrate, AbzSav]
How many opps left red like fructose?
So my broski, don't act stupid
Double digits on my blade
The whole West London know I'm a nuisance
Six side, really live this, do this
So I bake off with my RC booters
I do drills then I ask them "Who did?"
They know it's me but I still act clueless
Tryna rip man's tee, no Hogan
I'm sittin' in the ride, no need for a token
Bare man don't get to the riding, sliding
But on the net, they do all the quoting
Back the ramsey, get straight to the boring
Or I'll light man up with this burner
No buzzing, hop off the one-twos
With the nine, tryna show man somethin'
Free all my brothers
Niggas know, L's down, ah (Forever)
Boom
[Chorus: Workrate, AbzSav]
I cocked that .30, I thought it was them (Who's that?)
I got that drop in on thirty, I made it back by quarter-to-ten
Six in the wap, that's a nine double M
Get round two's in a pagan's ends
Tryna turn man off with a loaded skeng
Brown one, she leng, she want deepthroat and sex
I cocked that .30, I thought it was them (Who's that?)
I got that drop in on thirty, I made it back by quarter-to-ten
Six in the wap, that's a nine double M
Get round two's in a pagan's ends
Tryna turn man off with a loaded skeng
Brown one, she leng, she want deepthroat and sex
[Verse 1: Workrate, AbzSav]
How many opps left red like fructose?
So my broski, don't act stupid
Double digits on my blade
The whole West London know I'm a nuisance
Six side, really live this, do this
So I bake off with my RC booters
I do drills then I ask them "Who did?"
They know it's me but I still act clueless
Tryna rip man's tee, no Hogan
I'm sittin' in the ride, no need for a token
Bare man don't get to the riding, sliding
But on the net, they do all the quoting
Back the ramsey, get straight to the boring
Or I'll light man up with this burner
No buzzing, hop off the one-twos
With the nine, tryna show man somethin'
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