[Intro: Loski & Swift]
Them boy do bare bare chattings no money ain't making
Mad move where was you
When we was seeing money all night
She love gang and our ugly faces
[Verse 1: Swift]
Them boy do bare bare chattings, no money ain't making
Still jamming with the uckiest faces (uckiest faces)
She love gang and our ugly faces
Your bro looks too too snakey like there's a brick right there
Rico Mitch I know couple aces
Ahk cooking up in the basement
Mummy thinks that we famous
Caught my man by the station
The pussy left on his location
Bad one with a tongue done said she dont give ucks
Tick gyal belly on bung might still give her fucks
And man try run and man got bun (bun bun bun)
Turn the mash on, turn the mash off
Then go to my mum's (like hello mum)
Wax on Wax off thats daniel's son
Trap spot got a lot that's pebs
With M or Skeng or Nino Buns
[Verse 2: Loski]
More time beef we fry, aye
Mad move where was you
When we was seeing money all night
And everyone says if Miz was here, They wonder how we'll live life
Splash, I don't do fist fight
B-A-DOUBLE S-Y
Thing on my hip just under my thigh
Whatever I say they copy
Bombaclart she too on me
Harlem B we too bossy
G check yutes if they acting rocky aye
And I'm not your average lightskin yute
I splash them opps I dont dougie
She got a man but love me on fuckery
Free SA my brodie like chucky
With a rachet bitch pretty and shit
But i just want ucky
In the T back then, Larry and friends and a couple junkies
Comfy, on the other side, dem gyal love me
Them man pissed cos none of them touch me
No caution, we ching or get dumpy
Them boy do bare bare chattings no money ain't making
Mad move where was you
When we was seeing money all night
She love gang and our ugly faces
[Verse 1: Swift]
Them boy do bare bare chattings, no money ain't making
Still jamming with the uckiest faces (uckiest faces)
She love gang and our ugly faces
Your bro looks too too snakey like there's a brick right there
Rico Mitch I know couple aces
Ahk cooking up in the basement
Mummy thinks that we famous
Caught my man by the station
The pussy left on his location
Bad one with a tongue done said she dont give ucks
Tick gyal belly on bung might still give her fucks
And man try run and man got bun (bun bun bun)
Turn the mash on, turn the mash off
Then go to my mum's (like hello mum)
Wax on Wax off thats daniel's son
Trap spot got a lot that's pebs
With M or Skeng or Nino Buns
[Verse 2: Loski]
More time beef we fry, aye
Mad move where was you
When we was seeing money all night
And everyone says if Miz was here, They wonder how we'll live life
Splash, I don't do fist fight
B-A-DOUBLE S-Y
Thing on my hip just under my thigh
Whatever I say they copy
Bombaclart she too on me
Harlem B we too bossy
G check yutes if they acting rocky aye
And I'm not your average lightskin yute
I splash them opps I dont dougie
She got a man but love me on fuckery
Free SA my brodie like chucky
With a rachet bitch pretty and shit
But i just want ucky
In the T back then, Larry and friends and a couple junkies
Comfy, on the other side, dem gyal love me
Them man pissed cos none of them touch me
No caution, we ching or get dumpy
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