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aj tracey - elastic lyrics

[intro]
tsb

[verse 1]
red for my bros
red for my mum
red for myself when i flex for paps (big man)
give me my cheese, no cuts
i ain’t gonna take no ifs and buts
plan a’s go and get a girlfriend
plan b’s what i got for sluts
i got ps on my young tux’
spendin’ no techniques
he ain’t givin’ no more cuts
i ain’t been asleep in about three years
bro got five, been free for a year
still man cry for my friends in the grave
went through the haze, now i see clear
and if i rolls up a hundred stack on dem
man woulda had to tat’ three tears
it’s an [?] ting, i don’t care
put my foot down when i see chicks in the rear
dab with the flows on drill, it’s ill
get 30 per show but i need that mill’
still come far for the shows for a bill
on bongo, paps make juice, get spilled
but, but me live in the flesh
he ain’t talkin’ the stuff that he said on the net
ain’t that surprised them boy there mad cruel
how can i shock ’em more out where?

[chorus]
it’s fantastic, how the gang made a man do a backflip
threw punch in my hand when i pack it
kickback, dreads come back like elastic
if i’m wearin’ my chain, it’s a rigrag
so a brudda to the left’s gonna back grip
i’m lazy but my gang’s active
got your girl tryna hold man, now i’m captive
it’s fantastic, how the gang made a man do a backflip
threw punch in my hand when i pack it
kickback, dreads come back like elastic
if i’m wearin’ my chain, it’s a rigrag
so a brudda to the left’s gonna back grip
i’m lazy but my gang’s active
got your girl tryna hold man, now i’m captive
it’s fantastic, how the gang made a man do a backflip
threw punch in my hand when i pack it
kickback, dreads come back like elastic
if i’m wearin’ my chain, it’s a rigrag
so a brudda to the left’s gonna back grip
i’m lazy but my gang’s active
got your girl tryna hold man, now i’m captive

[verse 2]
i ain’t gotta chat about drip and steeze
i’m lookin’ like cash and an unknown tee
’cause i make ps, most gyal can’t see
got a stack, knows that i’m financially free
six missed calls from the chick of your dreams
it’s not a joke, don’t chat, just g
gyal wanna beat just ’cause of this b
no fur ting at the meet and greet (haha)
so take me in (yeah, do it)
your girl’s like loops that bring me in (yeah)
bid don’t join, got shakey skin
still rappin’ tings like a a4 cling
i got course, they flocked and tried
don’t every stay, sting man, you lied
came face around with a ting bare face
and i ran man down, gotta save his life
he swerved (swerved)
left and right (right)
left and right (right)
nearly his a bus and died
mention my set, get wet on sight (yeah)
carry on with your nonsense, might get fried
i’m from the ten, rep eleven as well
it’s a block for the cats think heaven is h-ll (uh-uh)
it’s a g code ting, can’t tell
my mum used to ask me why my bedroom smell

[outro]
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