Versus – SL feat. M1llionz lyrics

Lyrics Versus – SL

Versus lyrics
Bout time I move off
I was on the strip tryna rake it, get home yard and I watched some boondocks
Pretty one said she wanna come crib, blindfold ting till she takes her shoes off
Swe-sweetest ting, blow my stick whIle I’m blowing my moon rocks
Lagga, Yo
Yo wait, just cool off
Don’t get hit by a cell but apart from one of the dark and two rocks
Told the gyal you ain’t stay for long so there’s no point relaxing and taking shoes off
I never met El trapo was a youth from the hood that I first got food from

Look, first got food off of big bro, I was out here, I was doing my job
Then I hit a lick, no bingo, took a quick pack off a foolish fuck
Nigga, why not?
Me I need cash, he gon’ stack up my prof
I was like “Damn, I need to better my stack”, he was like “Damn, I need to better my watch”
Yo, you bought drills and copped no hammers, in all honesty bro, you’re doing it backwards
Machines get copped then the whips get copped and so do bullets and stabbers
Told my bro when you’re checking for CCT, make sure you check all the cameras
So you’re up and you never wan creep it, that’s a rookie move, should’ve took advantage

Yeah, nigga let me advance, why T mad cah he missed this swing
Taz in the can cah he took his chance, Tesco bag if I got no gym
I can’t hit that chick if she got no arse, Jakes pop out that’s
a serious sprint cah that K9 grips anybody who’s last
Sweetest flavours not fragrance get put in my pot
I weren’t tryna get no thot, I was parked outside Steve’s spot
Bro-bro with meanest drop
Still stardawg for the regulars, gelati if you’re feeling posh
They come here tryna even odds
Yo, the Jamaicans say that I’m hard head
Cah even when I’m on the island I’m still tryna rise machines and rass it
Auntie Debbie still pissed with me, didn’t send her a thing now she calls down crasses
Cut my flick shank pon the market for times when it’s stiff and I can’t bring the darg in
M’s got the carbine in the function, metal detectors, mostly Fulton
Either way, man’s cool, man’s cozy, told bro “You’re good man, produce your Rollie”
Two man up in two blacked out stoleys, this is the wrong day to wear man’s stony
Asking hella questions, is my man nosy?
Going gym eveyday, all out when this .38 don breach through protein

Yo, I heard my man’s rapping now (yeah), what’s he talking about, footie? (what)
A thousand pebs in this cunch mobile, mad man I don’t sell out no bookies
Look, I don’t even want them cookies, it smells too weak and her buzz look boomy
And she ain’t even giving no nookie but I still put one on her best friend’s nunie
Yo, I can’t lie, I’m not too bothered to hold contrabands for a minimal fee
Bad bitch can’t answer no P in between just weekly pickets of weed (yeah)
Damn, bitch pick up my trees, I bill big heads in the trap
I got kit kats tryna pick up my leaves
Lil nigga but the force too clean
Stack my cash just to say Regine
Two hours on they work, shank in my hand, I don’t need no beam
Yo, niggas getting it mixed
What have you done this lockdown? Corona time, I brought two new sticks
I have a probation, a high street bop and that’s the only time man roll with flicksss

Versus – SL feat. M1llionz lyrics
Versus - SL
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