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410 – no lotion lyrics

[intro: am ]
free grippa d-mn, free s9, free ts
(i’m in ot & it’s 10 miles from the ocean)
free young leech, free rapman, free why.rat
(walk around with that long pole like a grandad)
free steggs, free hus, 410

[chorus: am]
they don’t wanna see man mad (mad, mad, mad)
kickback strong, i don’t wanna wreck my hand (hand, hand, hand)
ting wan’ fly, man’a call it peter pan (peter pan, peter pan)
link mad shots, you don’t wanna be that lad (no way)
you don’t wanna be that lad (no way, no way)
they don’t wanna see man mad (mad, mad, mad)
kickback strong, i don’t wanna wreck my hand (my hand, my hand)
ting wan’ fly, man’a call it peter pan (peter pan, peter pan)
link mad shots, you don’t wanna be that lad (no way)
you don’t wanna be that lad (no way)

[verse 1: am]
no lotion
i’m in ot and it’s 10 miles from the ocean (kway, kway, kway)
ten shots for the f-ckboys, man, show them (show ’em)
ten sips of the champagne and potion (woo)
ten times that i buck man and he’s frozen (gat)
i’m with skengdo and rendo tryna ghost ’em (bow-bow)
bt with the rambo tryna poke ’em
no javelin, man pole ’em
this hammer came from poland
’nuff love, man lack 20 times on a joke ting
these young gs keep moaning
like, next time when i see man i should pole him
see asbo with no glove, tryna choke him
like, ’nuff time, man showed him (mhm)
link fa that’s firearms for the russian (russian)
pulling up in the german with a russian
that’s a white boy with a loose screw he ain’t russian
with young sav with a woosh-woosh tryna gut him
man’s hopping out and they’re guttin’ (huh?)
she fully thinks that we’re f-ckin’, like, uck me and i’m cutting
man’s pulling up and they’re cutting
and if i ever lack i’m cutting, and i’m coming back with a suttin
like “du-du”, man’a done him (“du-du”, “du-du”)
“du-du”, man’a done him (“du-du”, “du-du”)
(gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang)

[verse 2: skengdo]
baghdad, walk around with that long pole like a grandad
tface on the main road tryna grab man (grab ’em)
ten-toes on your dumb block with the gang-gang (gang)
smoke you there, why you think nines in the d-mn can?
free ts and steggs
like money, don’t get drenched ’cause them tools they’re mense
and you don’t wanna end up red
i wanna see pounds and pounds, darg, i wanna see notes and pence
get me down (what?), when are these lies gonna end?
it’s 2017 and we jumped on now, this sh-t’s just washed (wash, wash)
old school days when i dipped up man, they used to call me crud
h-lla typing on the net, soon watch the thing goes “bruck” (twitter)
get ’round there with the guys, yeah, we got things and stuff (ching)

[bridge: skengdo]
who, what, where?
stop chatting sh-t, man are just actors (chat, chat)
it’s straight money first, put the prof straight where the stack is
who, what, where?
stop chatting sh-t, man are just actors (who?)
it’s straight money first, put the prof straight where the stack is

- 410 lyrics

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