Hands In The Air (H.I.T.A) RCG (5) (Ft. AbzSav, Nito NB & Workrate)
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[Intro]
Ghosty
[Verse 1: NitoNB]
To my T, I'll step, me and gang be a threat
Tell bro "Do a right then a left", that's them
Research, man done it in depth
Get tec if you guard the yola, no Pep (Get it?)
Nowadays, man, it don't make sense
That's ments, no man coulda sat on that fence (No way)
Intense, on a ride with my guys
Go vent, no threats, press down, just look at this strength (Look)
I'm sat with the train when I'm watchin' it lock
Dog still to my cat, please don't be a menace
Just put a pack in scores, no tenners
Scraping the pot, no time for the errors
Keep that chat that you're givin' online
Better keep it the same when it's live-o, peak
Jump out, let it beat with a hand ting, neat
And I'll stand there firm, never get cold feet
I just gave Hillary, no Clinton
Now he's in a coastal zone with grub
Chill caucasian, blends in proper, can even go down to the pub (Haha)
I came through in my Adidas beatdowns
There was no way that I come in to shell toes (No way)
And the ting's old school like velcro
Now he's on the floor, same colour as Elmo (Ah, man)
Ghosty
[Verse 1: NitoNB]
To my T, I'll step, me and gang be a threat
Tell bro "Do a right then a left", that's them
Research, man done it in depth
Get tec if you guard the yola, no Pep (Get it?)
Nowadays, man, it don't make sense
That's ments, no man coulda sat on that fence (No way)
Intense, on a ride with my guys
Go vent, no threats, press down, just look at this strength (Look)
I'm sat with the train when I'm watchin' it lock
Dog still to my cat, please don't be a menace
Just put a pack in scores, no tenners
Scraping the pot, no time for the errors
Keep that chat that you're givin' online
Better keep it the same when it's live-o, peak
Jump out, let it beat with a hand ting, neat
And I'll stand there firm, never get cold feet
I just gave Hillary, no Clinton
Now he's in a coastal zone with grub
Chill caucasian, blends in proper, can even go down to the pub (Haha)
I came through in my Adidas beatdowns
There was no way that I come in to shell toes (No way)
And the ting's old school like velcro
Now he's on the floor, same colour as Elmo (Ah, man)
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