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It's fantastic
How the gang made a man do a backflip
Fruit punch in my hand when I pack it
Kickback, dreads come back like elastic
If I'm wearin' my chain, it's a big rack
So my brudda to the left's got a black grip
I'm lazy but my gang's active
Got your girl tryna hold man, I'm a captive
It's fantastic
How the gang made a man do a backflip
Fruit punch in my hand when I pack it
Kickback, dreads come back like elastic
If I'm wearin' my chain, it's a big rack
So my brudda to the left's got a black grip
I'm lazy but my gang's active
Got your girl tryna hold man, I'm a captive
Red for my bros
Red for my mum
Red for myself when I flex for my paps (Big man)
Give me my cheese, no cuts
I ain't gonna take no ifs or buts (Ching ching)
Plan A's go and get a girlfriend (Uh-huh)
Plan B's what I got for the sluts (Uh-huh)
I got Ps on my young tux'
Feelin' no techniques, he ain't givin' no more cuts (Blaow, blaow)
I ain't been asleep in about three years (What?)
Bro caught a five, been free for a year (Damn)
Still man cry for my friends in the grave (Yes)
Went through the haze, now I see clear (On God)
And if I rolls up a hundred stack on dem
Man, I would've had to tat' three tears (Tat' three)
It's an ankle ting, I don't care
Put my foot down when I see chicks in the rear
Dab with the flows on drill, it's ill
Get thirty per show but I need that mil'
Still come far for the shows for a bill
On Bongo, waps make juice, get spilled
But, buck me live in the flesh
He ain't talkin' the stuff that he said on the 'net
Ain't a surprise, them boy there mad cool
How can I shock anyone out where?
It's fantastic
How the gang made a man do a backflip
Fruit punch in my hand when I pack it
Kickback, dreads come back like elastic
If I'm wearin' my chain, it's a big rack
So my brudda to the left's got a black grip
I'm lazy but my gang's active
Got your girl tryna hold man, I'm a captive
It's fantastic
How the gang made a man do a backflip
Fruit punch in my hand when I pack it
Kickback, dreads come back like elastic
If I'm wearin' my chain, it's a big rack
So my brudda to the left's got a black grip
I'm lazy but my gang's active
Got your girl tryna hold man, I'm a captive
I ain't gotta chat about drip and steeze
I'm lookin' like cash in an unknown tee
'Cause I make papes, gyal must can't see
Gotta stack notes 'til I'm financially free
Six missed calls from the chick of your dreams
It's not a joke, don't chat, just G
Gyal wanna beat just 'cause of this beat
No fan ting, we can meet and greet (Haha)
So take me in (Yeah, do it)
Your girl's like Loubs that break me in (Yeah)
Bid don't join, got shaky skin
Still rappin' tings like an A4 cling
I got caught slippin', they flocked and tried
Don't every stay sting man, you lied
Came back around with a ting bare face
And I ran man down, God saved his life
He swerved (Swerved)
Left and right (Right)
Left and right (Right)
Nearly hit a bus and died
Mention my set, get wet on sight (Yeah)
Carry on with your nonsense, might get fried
I'm from the ten, rep eleven as well
It's a block where the cats think Heaven is Hell (Uh-uh)
It's a G code ting, can't tell
Mummy used to ask me why my bedroom smelled (Let's go)
It's fantastic
How the gang made a man do a backflip
Fruit punch in my hand when I pack it
Kickback, dreads come back like elastic
If I'm wearin' my chain, it's a big rack
So my brudda to the left's got a black grip
I'm lazy but my gang's active
Got your girl tryna hold man, I'm a captive
It's fantastic
How the gang made a man do a backflip
Fruit punch in my hand when I pack it
Kickback, dreads come back like elastic
If I'm wearin' my chain, it's a big rack
So my brudda to the left's got a black grip
I'm lazy but my gang's active
Got your girl tryna hold man, I'm a captive
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