So Sophisticated lyrics

by

Chip


I'm so sophisticated
Deals on the table
Like what's the payment
Negotiating new negotiations
I'm busy rapping
My n*ggas trapping
We make it happen
Same sh*t different toilet
All bars in a package
How you want it you can get it
Yea, that's direct with no debit
Ok, I met this chick in Rose club
I was with Joe, that's my breadrin
Her skin colour was butter
I took her home spread it(UGH)
These rappers are sniffing lines
But they ain't spittin' no crack
Needle in my veins, only when i get tatts
My n*ggas got that be around
Like they bout their honey
So if your a broke joke
You won't find me funny
Kicking ball with my n*ggas
Just minding my own buiss
Three n*ggas tried rush me
That's two flaps on the clit,Pussies
I ain't with all the G talk
I'm laid back but I C4
They came in on some G flex
Back fired, rebores
I'm screaming north side birthed me
I'm never switching sides, I ain't Van Persie
Lions, gorillas, snakes, animals but they know me
North London's one big jungle
Well f*ck it, im Mowgli
I'm sick and tired of these grown men with women traits
b*tches is b*tches
n*ggas is b*tches
It's all the same
You probaly love your chick
But she just loves to rave
That's why I never love a chick
And only love to chase
I don't care for these pricks
Too busy gettin rich
Ram roll me a spliff
Two pulls them im miff, sh*t
My stress could never be no chick
But to all you girls that are tripping
I hope you land on my di*k(UGH)
My ability is all that I believe in
Screaming free Smit until they freed him
Just got a box of the trees in
Blunt full of pro
Green call it Steven
One party, two parties
What's the after one
I never hit a house rave till like after one
Egg maybe, hot lighty
Yea im after one
b*tches on the pill and not the morning after one
I think out of the box when I spit
You pop a lacative
You still wouldn't come up with this sh*t
I go so in with the words
Write a racket then serve
Swinging like Murray for Britain
I get love for a verse(UGH)
Yea, like f*ck you and your wealth fam
My mixtape be on the way and so is you girl fam
Them rappers cool
But im the hottest write now
And London Boys a broken lift
I promise it won't let you down, I swear
And that's grand hustle, hustle gang
CMAR that's cash motto always recording
Mother-beeep
(Chuckles) YAH
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