Zero
Ransom, you f#cked this up
I don’t wave my hand like Potter, I wave my hand like Voldemort
And the opps ain’t got no stocks and stacks, so they callin’ for support
SOS, mayday, mayday, how come you didn’t back your talk?
He got cheffed, pay day, pay day [Grrt, grrt, baow], that’s why he can’t come in short
I don’t wave my hand like Potter, I wave my hand like Voldemort
And the opps ain’t got no stocks and stacks, so they callin’ for support
SOS, mayday, mayday, how come you didn’t back your talk?
He got cheffed, pay day, pay day, that’s why he can’t come in short
I don’t wave my hand like Potter, I wave my hand like Voldemort
And the opps ain’t got no stocks and stacks, so they callin’ for support
SOS, mayday, mayday, how come you didn’t back your talk?
He got cheffed, pay day, pay day, that’s why he can’t come in short [Baow]
I’m sick and tired of new plate kids when they jump on vids, you ain’t done no drills [You ain’t done no drills
You should listen to your mum, you can get smoked in the road and smoking kills
When I got down **** on the block, he was screamin’ “Where my f#ck are my peers?” [Woo
Are you f#ckin’ stupid? You got sucked, you mentally ill [Grrt, baow
My young G’s still boppin’ on ends, splashin’ out fizz, and the juice gets spilled [Woosh, woosh
How many man got put in a rizz? [Woo, woo] Ask the way, uckers, you got billed
Still got complements from my knife [I still], well, I’m still pissed I ain’t got me a kill [I’m pissed
I might bang with a loaded nine, see it quickly for the cheapest thrill [Grrt, baow
Pray the nine don’t jam on me, had to fly North for the cheapest deal [Grrt, grrt, grrt
Free up the sweets drivin’ through Brum [Grrt, grrt, grrt], I had to come back with a bag and seal [Grrt, grrt, grrt, baow
Couple man got dropped in Huds, push the clip back, let’s see who’s real
Too many man wanna talk on us, sku-du-du-baow, I ain’t got no chill [Baow
You can’t button bash on the road, L2-R2, combination
When I got down shh in Lewi’, I pushed it in, no vaccination
Ain’t got time for a conversation, but I still went ’round to his gaff
Gave him a kick like Van Dam before I kicked to his door like Jason Statham [Baow]
I don’t wave my hand like Potter, I wave my hand like Voldemort
And the opps ain’t got no stocks and stacks, so they callin’ for support
SOS, mayday, mayday, how come you didn’t back your talk?
He got cheffed, pay day, pay day, that’s why he can’t come in short
I don’t wave my hand like Potter, I wave my hand like Voldemort
And the opps ain’t got no stocks and stacks, so they callin’ for support
SOS, mayday, mayday, how come you didn’t back your talk?
He got cheffed, pay day, pay day, that’s why he can’t come in short
I don’t know where they hidin’, cuz, hol’ up Baptiste ‘cah the man gone missin’ [Baow
Need me a GPS or a UAV [Hostile UAV inbound] when I glide with a brand new kitchen
And this stainless is fresh, yes, I’m pissed I ain’t got me a victim [Baow, baow
Just caught my man on the tracker, and it’s nearly attack, might lift him
Hit a man from a hundred yards [Drill it, drill it, baow], why you think man’s impressed?
Too much time on GTA or COD, what you think man invest? [What?
You don’t know man’s interest [What?], double tap on the fakest sh#t [Double
Double tap on the paigon strip, it’s a wap, not a keyboard, on my index [Baow, baow
They say I’m impatient ‘cah there’s still in the way for room
Man got stretched like Reed Richards till I bun up the toast like Doctor Doom [He did
If you see what I do with a thing, had to ghost that like a man was Sue [Had to
Flyin’ around like a silver surfer ‘cah I still gotta drop this food
Woosh, woosh, woosh, woosh
Ski, ski, ski
Brr, baow
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SK-47 Lyrics – Voldemort