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richest killers pt. 2 - mtsg lyrics

[intro]
i kept thinking, “do not tell him”
sh*t mate, what am i going to do?

[chorus]
r.i.p to the great*a queen lizzie
ought*a might*a drink my tea
might*a get*a stained gold t**th
might*a get*a t, s, g
rapping on the uk beat
ran away to seek my dreams
sort*a like a prince harry
but i don’t like my mother

[verse]
swerving coups like diana
her driver was a spanner (mmm)
talk back to me kid? you ain’t got the manners (no)
dressed tweed, fur coat, you ain’t got the glamour (no)
steady climbing up to the top, like a ladder (to the top)
mtsg, real rich k!ller (yes)
try approach me? (nah)
i’mma pull the trigger
maggie in the ground, good place for a sinnеr
but as for brits’ rap even she know i’m a winnеr
and i’m only getting bigger (yes)
five*course meal, spotted d*ck for my dinner (mmm)
money coming in, making bands like a vicar (mmm)
blew up past year, came back; six figures (what?)
[chorus]
r.i.p. to the great*a queen lizzie (rest in peace)
ought*a might*a drink my tea (delicious)
might*a get*a stained gold t**th (huh?)
might*a get*a t, s, g (who?)
rapping on the uk beat (what?)
ran away to seek my dreams (what?)
sort*a like a prince harry
but i don’t like my mother

- mtsg lyrics

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