anti hill - k1 (uth), trap (uth), shuuds & bunny (uth) lyrics
[intro]
ayo eh, sauce it up
[verse 1]
k1 i’m a well known savage
crasher, step to your block with a hammer
don’t let my head get hot for no reason
my index twitch cah’ it’s itchin’ to squeeze it
countless times popped doors on them
seein’ them boys tryna leave their friend
shout my n*gga kb on the wingside, my side
almost try get him in his head
i don’t know how that boys not dead
*** nearly met his death when striker bored him off of his ped
all of that annoyin’ little pest
we should’ve just soaked him out of his vest
don’t forget about lj, he saw that glee and he looked at death
dopey hidin’ in bushes on that block where we tour on them
when i’m in that ride tryna find these guys
i’m itchin’ to find one of them
i got bulla on the streatham hill mains
and i said, “wagwarn” and he weren’t on a thing
(d*ckhead yute should’ve used him a ching)
(man i swear these opps, man they ain’t on sh*t)
[verse 2: trap]
like boy are you trippin’?
if we pop them doors in the 6 or tulse, our intention’s to up the digits
don’t go out like lj
he been chinged and we bussed them doors tryna cl!ck it
don’t be outside when a*team spinnin’
you can get*got for a cheeky snap if i fly out the ride with my shank in*hand
*** got done on the mains, taped off the *** and i done it with gang
chest shot up, we don’t aim for no pelvis
if you see us fly out of this cab, don’t lack
news in the ‘raq, heard my man just left his mans
two in the dotts, it’s your back or hat
best run for your life when you hear this cr*p
i give it to the bt, backed his shank
two*twos, i see msavv wet his nank
you don’t know about fillin’ it up to the max
take it to the 6 doin’ jump out gang
on my life, no cap, i’m a rap
should’ve seen dopey when we flew on his mans
(on my life, no cap, i’m a rap)
(should’ve seen dopey when we flew on his mans)
[verse 3: shuuds]
anything hill, get drill, fill out the ride with the steel
[?] got slapped in his neck, when they try come to the top of the hill
the dot*dot didn’t tap on ***
but years later, he got his forehead peeled
stole me the finger for a jake
you know we ain’t steppin’ for the rass or a bill
headshot when i try get lee, minimum three when death got squeezed
smoney got shot in the top, main road pingin’ when we flew lt
b1 for chinged, vd got chinged, and he got smacked by me
should’ve seen [?] when he flew that fence
face shot ting when tim got squeezed
bro let it rinse in the gip, try hit misch’ but a civ’ held he (joke ting)
[verse 4: bunny]
i’m fully outside this summer
run up on gang, you’ll deffo’ get done up
yc ran, trip, done up
itch got bun by the pigs, bun up
mboogz is talkin’ again, runner
ain’t got time for that silly little f*cker
free boxes alive in the car, avoid them pigs, make it back by supper
avoid them pigs, make it back by supper
try come to my spot and i back this cutter
g*check quick, a man [?] this stutter, ***’s a runner
i don’t know how he’s gonna claim he’s on upper
shootin’ civs, you dumb little f*cker
now he’s sittin’ jail gettin’ plugged, haha
my boy stigged that, nearly put him in a slumber
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