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In the trap I could’ve broke my hands
On the other side, I could’ve broke my kitchen (Chinging)
Nuff time man lurk for the opps
Three man, 4 shanks, whole squad get dipping (Lurk)
I don’t know how that prick never died
Gave 22 wounds but the boy resisting (How's he alive?)
I don’t do Netflix and chill (No)
I get uck, mash bands and drill (Man do it)
I see man dash, dash, trip, splash, back start spill (Don't run)
Ask them, how kickbacks feel? (How it taste?)
Gyal said she in love, oi hold this mash, come show me that it's real (Oi hold that)
And my brodem sav
If I had one wish it would be a license to kill (Drilling)