[Verse 1: STR88CASH]
Humpty Dumpty, I'm causing a fuckery
You're getting buss heads if you're fencing
Fuck around, get smoked like Benson
I ride for my bro, no raasclaat question
My man try cut that corner
He was bored on the right and raasclaat left him
Something got splashed in the ends, flamin'
It weren't even gang, it was his own bredrin
These dumb opp boys are pathetic
Buck into us, they fuckin' gem it
Or lift up the Tecs and fucking leg it
I'm on the other side tryna ying man epic
Or I'm live as hell on the pavе
I probably sweeped your shot
Straight cash, I'm flyin' straight
Nowadays, it's uptown with bae
Remеmber them days, peddle bike no brakes
They still peddle bike, no brakes
And i'm ridin', ridin', sweepin' digits
We put drip on, i'm lookin' legit
I just want this Nokia ringtone singin'
Take that risk, gonna carry on sinnin'
Barbie on man, but I wouldn't even dick it
She might line me up, so I'm not really with it
[Verse 2: BusyChasingLacaag]
I couldn't care if you talk on me
I'm still tryna put that work in, ay
Buzz come green like Kermit
If I see cops, man re-diverting
Mum said the streets ain't worth it
I grind on my own, don't need a preserving
I tell you what I want, I'm deserving
This a one take, no re-rehearsing
3 G's said they're out here purging
They brag it all up but are shit in person
MLB, bitches ain't worth it
Gimme the drop, best know I'm lurkin'
Give him to A, he's learning
And come a long way from dodgin' them verdicts
Big shank on my waist, gotta perch
Said I'm flyin' up O and I got no service
Delivery, quick munch, I'll firm it
Marsh on the glide, it's much preferring
Don't get added to the Westerns
They bore me in the back, but it's non-existent
In the lane, man swerve opposition
If you don't make bread, you don't play opposition
Sold the plug for a real ammunition
Fuck the opp streets cah them man snitchin'
[Verse 3: STR88CASH]
This ain't drills, conspiracy rap
They got bro bro locked in the can
Free F, it was all for the lovin' like [?]
Straight cash, no bankin' scam
That's OT trips and trains with a [?]
I'm a Doe, conspiracy theory, I'm movin' low
Free Chunkz, free F, free [?], soon home
Woosh, I love it, just got a pack, I'mma bruck it
Bro got a pack on con
I'm laugh like a broski suck dick
Bridges get burnt, that's a lesson learnt
I promise it's just two words
Take out the L, man's earning
Just took a L, fuckin' hell, man's burning
It's trappin' C's and the beef gets seasoned
Get lurky every now and then
[?] yutes involved and it's OB
If I swear, it don't make no sense
How many opp boys ran from man and still dished verbs on the net?, it's ments
Pick a side, don't sit on the fence, like Humpty
You already know what's next
Play your position or get put on the bench
I was 14, beefin' with big men
Still ying that down, don't care if you're hench
Nuff times man's been round there
They don't come around 'ere, cah they know that's tense
1-2-5 or a bike instead
I just pray that I make it back to the ends
Cah I ain't going jail for these fuckin' gems
That's why before beef it's bread
If I had the opps mentality, I would be broke and that's dead
I need me a hundred bags to my name, fuck that
I need a hundred M's
Cut from a different cloth
Me, I'm nothing like dem
Woosh, allow it
[Verse 4: BusyChasingLacaag]
Smile on my face while I'm out here sinnin'
I line jumpy like backflips
A day or two, this pack flips
Full interaction, what is the action?
They know I'm on trappy and it's on mum
My job, no way am I slacking
This bad b, be catting, catting for bricks, no way can she have it
Fuck Kamikaze, man jump out, hop out of the car seat
Still bop with my ones, no army
If bro get's touched, I'll slide for my dawgy, ay
Intention, swinging my arms
You got caught on the lack, better soon be dealt with
Them man gassed up like virgin
J's on the gas, trollin', that's swervin'
Art of drill, this beef's real
Clip man up with a stainless steel
got touched but he should've got peeled
That bro pedos, it's been revealed
I'm loosing my head, soon gotta peel
Broski said "can't be chill"
So I [?], I'm on the way to deals
Livin' it up, tryna run up a mill
She said "you got me?", I got you for real
Can't be broke, being rich is a will
I tear through skins if you're onto trills
They said I'm hiding, LOL, you're on pills
Michael Jackson, love ridin' for the thrill
Fuck a rideout, on sight, got drilled
got spilled and almost killed
It's never over, this beef is real
Humpty Dumpty, I'm causing a fuckery
You're getting buss heads if you're fencing
Fuck around, get smoked like Benson
I ride for my bro, no raasclaat question
My man try cut that corner
He was bored on the right and raasclaat left him
Something got splashed in the ends, flamin'
It weren't even gang, it was his own bredrin
These dumb opp boys are pathetic
Buck into us, they fuckin' gem it
Or lift up the Tecs and fucking leg it
I'm on the other side tryna ying man epic
Or I'm live as hell on the pavе
I probably sweeped your shot
Straight cash, I'm flyin' straight
Nowadays, it's uptown with bae
Remеmber them days, peddle bike no brakes
They still peddle bike, no brakes
And i'm ridin', ridin', sweepin' digits
We put drip on, i'm lookin' legit
I just want this Nokia ringtone singin'
Take that risk, gonna carry on sinnin'
Barbie on man, but I wouldn't even dick it
She might line me up, so I'm not really with it
[Verse 2: BusyChasingLacaag]
I couldn't care if you talk on me
I'm still tryna put that work in, ay
Buzz come green like Kermit
If I see cops, man re-diverting
Mum said the streets ain't worth it
I grind on my own, don't need a preserving
I tell you what I want, I'm deserving
This a one take, no re-rehearsing
3 G's said they're out here purging
They brag it all up but are shit in person
MLB, bitches ain't worth it
Gimme the drop, best know I'm lurkin'
Give him to A, he's learning
And come a long way from dodgin' them verdicts
Big shank on my waist, gotta perch
Said I'm flyin' up O and I got no service
Delivery, quick munch, I'll firm it
Marsh on the glide, it's much preferring
Don't get added to the Westerns
They bore me in the back, but it's non-existent
In the lane, man swerve opposition
If you don't make bread, you don't play opposition
Sold the plug for a real ammunition
Fuck the opp streets cah them man snitchin'
[Verse 3: STR88CASH]
This ain't drills, conspiracy rap
They got bro bro locked in the can
Free F, it was all for the lovin' like [?]
Straight cash, no bankin' scam
That's OT trips and trains with a [?]
I'm a Doe, conspiracy theory, I'm movin' low
Free Chunkz, free F, free [?], soon home
Woosh, I love it, just got a pack, I'mma bruck it
Bro got a pack on con
I'm laugh like a broski suck dick
Bridges get burnt, that's a lesson learnt
I promise it's just two words
Take out the L, man's earning
Just took a L, fuckin' hell, man's burning
It's trappin' C's and the beef gets seasoned
Get lurky every now and then
[?] yutes involved and it's OB
If I swear, it don't make no sense
How many opp boys ran from man and still dished verbs on the net?, it's ments
Pick a side, don't sit on the fence, like Humpty
You already know what's next
Play your position or get put on the bench
I was 14, beefin' with big men
Still ying that down, don't care if you're hench
Nuff times man's been round there
They don't come around 'ere, cah they know that's tense
1-2-5 or a bike instead
I just pray that I make it back to the ends
Cah I ain't going jail for these fuckin' gems
That's why before beef it's bread
If I had the opps mentality, I would be broke and that's dead
I need me a hundred bags to my name, fuck that
I need a hundred M's
Cut from a different cloth
Me, I'm nothing like dem
Woosh, allow it
[Verse 4: BusyChasingLacaag]
Smile on my face while I'm out here sinnin'
I line jumpy like backflips
A day or two, this pack flips
Full interaction, what is the action?
They know I'm on trappy and it's on mum
My job, no way am I slacking
This bad b, be catting, catting for bricks, no way can she have it
Fuck Kamikaze, man jump out, hop out of the car seat
Still bop with my ones, no army
If bro get's touched, I'll slide for my dawgy, ay
Intention, swinging my arms
You got caught on the lack, better soon be dealt with
Them man gassed up like virgin
J's on the gas, trollin', that's swervin'
Art of drill, this beef's real
Clip man up with a stainless steel
got touched but he should've got peeled
That bro pedos, it's been revealed
I'm loosing my head, soon gotta peel
Broski said "can't be chill"
So I [?], I'm on the way to deals
Livin' it up, tryna run up a mill
She said "you got me?", I got you for real
Can't be broke, being rich is a will
I tear through skins if you're onto trills
They said I'm hiding, LOL, you're on pills
Michael Jackson, love ridin' for the thrill
Fuck a rideout, on sight, got drilled
got spilled and almost killed
It's never over, this beef is real
( STR88CASH )
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