I don’t hit no brakes, just shift it
Slap this clutch, now the suspect’s missin’
My bro got the clubs up beamin’
Made ten racks in a night, that’s decent
Yeah, the money comes quick for a reason
When the ting ring I just feed ’em, feed ’em
Yo, I link my connect out west
But it’s best that keep that in the D-low [D-low
When I spit these bars on free flow
I got pigs out tryna test my ego [Na-na-na-na
Mum said that I shoulda went uni
But I really had no dreams of college
I just lap them streets with Moey
In the AM tryna feed my wallet
You want these? No worriеs, lad
Take this pack, come back in a week with dollars
Doin’ 3 A.M. trips, just duckin’ police
Watch out for policе informants
Yo, T-house settings, T-shellings
T-house full of them felons
When you see them, dead ’em
See them, wet ’em
Cuzzy on God, well, get ’em
Small circle for the gang and you know I won’t change
n#gg#s claimin’ that they real, but they never gon’ bang
p#ss# n#gg#, ready know ain’t no spot for the hang
White b#tch in the trap fiendin’ for the cocaine
Can you smell like the Rock?
She shakin’ that #ss, bring that wap
p#ss# poppin’, that #ss finna drop
Want Chanel, send that thot to the shop
Banana clips for the monkey, no props
Do the the dash on the M, we don’t stop
Zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom
Skrrt
On the M, we don’t stop
Spin it again
I just seen an opp strollin’ with his friend
If she wanna dance [Boom-boom-boom
Gotta make it pop, do it for the ‘Gram
f#ckin’ on a thot [Thottie] while I’m countin’ bands
Issa ‘rona season, I ain’t shakin’ hands [Bow, bow
Draco take a shot, he won’t miss his chance
Hear them sirens comin’, gotta get out
Damn, damn bang
Fentanyl, molly and cocaine [Cocaine
I got it all stashed out the trap house [Trap house
You don’t want bring out them demons
‘Cause we some top shottas, I’m bringin’ Mad Max out
Smack down, n#gg#s can’t stand me, they sat down
Back down, junkie lil’ ho pull her tracks out
MAC out, I’m on your block, I can’t lack now [Yeah
Throw up my .4’s with .8’s, scream out Blacktown
I don’t ride on no opp blocks, I got no opp blocks
Everybody got love for me
Me and you we ain’t come up the same
I just shot to fame, chase mo’ money
I didn’t want to do this music
But my bro said, “Suck it up and spit”
When you spit that true sh#t on real sh#t
Young n#gg#s go glide to this [Grrrt, bow
Like where were you when we moved on from council flats that you lived on? [Where were you?
Never woke up to no coast side views, n#gg#s woke up to pipes and bongs [Na-na-na-na
Then you wanna ask me where I’m from
‘Cause where I’m from, that question’s wrong
Sydney city that city of cons, LPC, that city of dons
Small circle for the gang and you know I won’t change
n#gg#s claimin’ that they real, but they never gon’ bang
p#ss# n#gg#, ready know ain’t no spot for the hang
White b#tch in the trap fiendin’ for the cocaine
Can you smell like the Rock?
She shakin’ that #ss, bring that wap
p#ss# poppin’, that #ss finna drop
Want Chanel, send that thot to the shop
Banana clips for the monkey, no props
Do the the dash on the M, we don’t stop
Zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom
Skrrt
On the M, we don’t stop
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