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by

Russ


[Intro]
TheBeatCartel on the beat
I love MR WOT Entertainment

[Chorus: Russ]
I was in the ghetts with a shh
You was in your bedroom tossin' (Ughh)
Shotty lookin' oh so long
Comin' like Showkey's coffin (Bludclart)
It's not 814, you mean R.I.P, 'cah your friends keep droppin' (Dead up, dead up)
Talk light on the net
Buck 'em live in the flesh
Like "Yo, what's poppin?" (Wagwan)

[Verse 1: Maj]
Don't talk about YB
You get cheffed in your chest if you try me
Couldn't give two f*cks
If you f*ck boys out 'ere like me (GM's)
You do dirt unlikely
I do dirt dog, that's on YB (n*ggas know)
n*ggas do diss track then touch road
Then a n*gga just die G (Ah, yeah, aye)
Twin barrel ting lookin' down that
Like that ting there look Siamese (Yeah)
Big bruck back ting lookin' all f*cked up
Like I beg a n*gga try me (Try me)
'Cah that's two shots in a dotts
And two shots if I come and I fly 'deez (Bow)
That's evert'ing f*cked up
Got mums runnin' round like [?]
[Chorus: Russ & SP]
I was in the ghetts with a shh
You was in your bedroom tossin' (Ughh)
Shotty lookin' oh so long
Comin' like Showkey's coffin (Bludclart)
It's not 814, you mean R.I.P, 'cah your friends keep droppin' (Dead up, splash)
Talk light on the net
Buck 'em live in the flesh
Like "Yo what's poppin" (Wagwan)

[Verse 2: SP]
Don't wanna hear R.I.P
Tell a man "Shut up" (Shut up)
I don't leave my friends and I back my bros
And he ain't my brother (Then he ain't my brother)
No peace for your loved ones
Bro still shares a bed with his mother (Same grave)
YM, he's a sucker (Patty)
Guns go blucka
About you're smokin' on YB
Man's smokin' on Miley (Miley)
About you're smokin' on YB
Man's smokin' on Miley
And that sh*t get me high as f*ck
Can't you see that I lean? (I lean)
And you n*ggas ain't like (not like me)
.25 on my jeans
If I buck my man, I'mma dip him down
n*gga till his life leaves (Splash)
[Chorus: Russ]
I was in the ghetts with a shh
You was in your bedroom tossin' (Ughh)
Shotty lookin' oh so long
Comin' like Showkey's coffin (Bludclart)
It's not 814 you mean R.I.P
'Cause your friends keep droppin' (Dead up, dead up)
Talk light on the net
Buck 'em live in the flesh
Like "Yo, what's poppin?" (Wagwan)

[Verse 3: Russ]
'R.I.P, cah your friend dem dead (Dead up)
Splash Gang'K? Get bored in your head (Woosh)
Full stop n*ggas that I bucked on ped
Like MDot, get bored in your leg (Leg)
[?] on a ped
My ting full, tryna feed man lead
I was in the trap with Shirley and Ted
Make my young boy fill his arse with peb (Plug that)
That man heard what I said
811, true your friend dem dead (Dead up)
Showkey's gone
What the f*ck, where him deh? (Where him deh?)
Ride in the perks with the smoke in a wrist
Diss Splash Splash, make a boy take a rest
Went to the camp, buss that, now I'm back (Back)
Fly them birds n*ggas know I love trap (Trap)
[?] love tweet, too chatty like gyal (Splash)
[Chorus: Russ]
I was in the ghetts with a shh
You was in your bedroom tossin' (Ughh)
Shotty lookin' oh so long
Comin' like Showkey's coffin (Bludclart)
It's not 814, you mean R.I.P, 'cah your friends keep droppin' (Dead up, Dead up)
Talk light on the net
Buck 'em live in the flesh
Like "Yo, what's poppin?" (Wagwan)
I was in the ghetts with a shh
You was in your bedroom tossin' (Ughh)
Shotty lookin' oh so long
Comin' like Showkey's coffin (Bludclart)
It's not 814, you mean R.I.P, 'cah your friends keep droppin' (Dead up, Dead up)
Talk light on the net
Buck 'em live in the flesh
Like "Yo, what's poppin?" (Wagwan)

[Outro: Russ]
Ay, n*ggas know
f*ck all the opps, yeah? Man know
Splash
Ay
Ay
Ay
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