Homerton B

歌詞

CTP It's Unknown T, Homerton B I've got gyallie on me Opp block, bally on me Panic and dash Dem boy run and retreat It's Unknown T, Homerton B Gyallie on me Bally on me Panic and dash Samurais in batches Whack, whack, pull up, skrrt, reverse Bang, the ting goes back in the jacket Hope the clip or the spin' make him backflip When it comes to the trap All my niggas work off the magic Got that 10 out of 10 and it's banging Apart from the tragics, listen I was on the backroad picking my cats Nike tracksuit, and a 'fuck off' hat Girls-girls move then come back Her tits went out when she saw my stack Pull up, pull up where it is or jaft Wanna go home? Tell that bitch call cab How could you make that your darling one? When that Barbie's lookin' like Bratz, and How could you make that your hubby? Empty tummy, that nigga eat brass (Hmm) Went on a meal den dashed Listen, look Baby, bend ya' back and then dig it Dig it, bend ya' back and then dig it Back and then dig it, gyal want more dickin' Back in one minute, bag up that spinach It's Unknown T, Homerton B I've got gyallie on me Opp block, bally on me Panic and dash Dem boy run and retreat It's Unknown T, Homerton B I've got gyallie on me Opp block, bally on me Panic and dash Dem boy run and retreat ('Treat) Unknown T, let me come and spin it (Bow) Me, YB had a big bruck-back '015 days Think I'm kidding? T jumped out, tryna catch some drillings Man get fried, finna duck them chickens Outside of mans college, in front of the innocent Slide tru' back to back, and I'm filling 'em Round movin' horrid in front of civilians Look, it's mental up in my ends Got packs on crack, nutshells and skengs Jakes got helicopters with lights And they all beaming down on my friends (Fuck) The shits too obb' in the ends Let me tell you 'bout déjà vu Old school days, I held my first skeng Bro you're an actor, please don't pretend YB and Ram, that's active gang Word to KO: Seen men with the biggest of shanks have no heart Cause they ran, and they ran Cut tru' main road, get robbed, man, damn Cut tru' main road, get robbed, man, damn Back my J-Lo and back shot man They're Madeleine gang, cos they vanished and ran Buck my main hoe, that's backshot gang Baby bend ya' back and then dig it Dig it, bend ya' back and then dig it Back and then dig it, gyal want more dickin' Back in one minute, bag up that spinach Bandits and figures, rappers and drillers Grab a few nanks, or grab a spare spinner Back in the lab, the feds wanna trap "They're trafficking grams", it's back it or dash It's Unknown T, Homerton B I've got gyallie on me Opp block, bally on me Panic and dash Dem boy run and retreat It's Unknown T, Homerton B I've got gyallie on me Opp block, bally on me Panic and dash Dem boy run and retreat It's Unknown T, Homerton B Gyallie on me Bally' on me Panic and dash Run and retreat It's Unknown T, Homerton B Gyallie on me Bally' on me Panic and dash Run and retreat-treat R-run and retreat ('Treat), r-r-r-run and retreat-treat It's Unknown T, Homerton B Hom-, Hom-Hom Homerton B Panic and dash CTP