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from the bits - sleazy f baby lyrics

[verse 1]
yeah, i told my mum i’ll be back in a little sec
cause i got b*tches to f*ck, yeah, and cheques to get
switchin’ friend for a friend, finesse for the breakfast
had her running round the crib like she f*ckin’ neckless
she got a choker, like a f*ck a necklace
and the flows above the f*ckin’ nexus
we f*ckin’ next up, get your rep up
or get your vest on, or go get wet up
no it’s never a set up
so throw your bets up, i bet we’re better
and me and ratchet splittin’ mozzarella
smokin’ h*lla h*lla inhale, yeah that’s what i tell her
blah gang forever, you know what it is
always runnin’ with my clique, never runnin’ through the six
i be runnin’ through your rider and your b*tch
with my team and a big bag of piff
always saggin’ in the bits, who’s as mad as this?
with my twin brother, f*ck the undercover n*gga and the pigs
don’t pass the spliff if it’s got mass amounts of cigs
keep it me man, i don’t know what real is, so f*ck
being real ain’t all this real sh*t
i’d rather be in between some p*ssy on some freak sh*t
made her knees twitch, playing her my r&b sh*t
f*ck you and your team, it’s how i keep it
i’ve got little brothers doing charlie, so f*ck all this g sh*t
court orders, f*ck the world ’til they free my n*ggas, n*gga that’s plural
i’m only here for the miller and the oral
this is sleazy f, it ain’t got no morals
but f*ck ’em no
and i will if they tight, man i f*ck ’em slow
yeah, this the might have f*cked your baby mother flow
i swear d*mn bro, man i couldn’t have known
i only clocked when she brought me a bit of toast, on a kids plate
and had me billing on your mixtape
yeah
this sh*t’s great, i’m big weight, you barely 28 i might be older young shogun, shouts to sp my older
samurai on the wall leave you slumped over
if we ain’t on the guest list then we jumpin’ over
i need the cocaine, jeeps that brawl over
trelly in the passy, bad b*tch with a batty in the back, rolling fatties
and bisk in the back and we know he’s got the dank, that’s a f*cking fact
and stinkin’ stay piffin’ like, what you lookin’ at?
yeah, it’s young heff, young thundercat
put the p*ssy in the place, nah it won’t extinguish man
i’m young and distinguished man
young, broke and english fam
shout out to d and straps, conny, that’s my fam
and the same goes for truth
sippin’ on some b*gg*r b*gg*r juice
a.p.e, that’s the truth
and mosh teams my motherf*cking crew
so what, so what it is?
what
so what, so what it is?
and they ain’t never heard a rapper like this
it’s sleazy, it’s sleazy f from the bits motherf*cker
where’s the last time you paid to get into a club, motherf*cker? where’s the last time i even had a show? where’s the last time i changed?

- sleazy f baby lyrics

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