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billy billions - billy billions x da x daboi’jt x hitman x pm lyrics

[intro] daboi’jt

best mind where you look at
drillers round here, you can get your head pushed back
white n brown you know mana push dat
jumped off the ride see an opp ima cook that
jumped off the back of the ped with a book bag
013 my n++gas done did it
big sticks like mans playing cricket
i’m still tryna do it like +++++ did it

funny how dem boy der run when i fidget
and free all my tally hitters
you know my n++++r smash love riding dingers
and you know i’m ot winning
cus i’m just dishing out them dinners
and if you see that 4 door skidding
i’m going ot or i’m taking a mission
how many times did i pedal bike risk it

big rambo tryna itch it and twist it
lost a few of my n++++rs to the system
l+plated off dey ain’t seeing their siblings
and you don’t wanna trouble my pitbulls
get round der they garn move real vicious
slap that off they don’t care bout your mrs
and hitman’s way too active
he love ride round in dat bruk down citroen

[hitman]
i spin round any opps man ying it!
samurai on the bike just twinning
spin had 6 and the boy just kicking
tryna turn my man to a victim
plug inda sock onda wing man swing it
i don’t know why they’re talking the g’z dem
i swear ++++++ big bro got blammed
n +++++ got chinged in the can den
free jt!
he love when i rev and go
so we just rev and go
i hit the opp block and i’m fully on smoke
we outside we don’t do it for snapchat
jakes said it was me in the hatchback
they couldn’t prove dat so i buss dat
twin nose let it bruk back

[chorus] pm
and trident know we’re dem outlaws
we bang wars for the cause
we trap hard 24’s
could never put it on pause
unless we’re riding on your courts
we do road check the score boards
we move keys and cop more corn
in hackney, we’re some warlords
and trident know we’re dem outlaws
we bang wars for the cause
we trap hard 24’s
could never put it on pause
unless we’re riding on your courts
we do road check the score boards
we move keys and cop more corn
in hackney, we’re some warlords

[billy billions]
art of war that sh+t my revision
buss my gun on the road, same way i swing my shank in prison
nutten but speed and precision
lemme see red no way ima listen
juice and flesh on my borer
bleach that down ima make her glisten
that’s a demonic transition
ima gun man not a politician
now lemme make a proposition
you bring yours i’ll bring mine
i’ll swap your life for ammunition
i used to spend my nights in the kitchen
i was just funding the war
for all of my drillers inside that i’m missing
solid through the inquisition

[da]
kings of the 8 but you already knew that
bootings us man do that
beat man’s head till his eyes turn blue black
want new pack so i’m on the mandem’s ++++++
sending one or two ++++++
tryna send 1 or 2 of them gulag
window down, lean, lock it and shoot dat
i brought the boot bag
she wanna get lit+lit
she wanna l!ck on the tip that’s tally
8 boys turn up the borough
gimme the glee i’ll go der gladly
they wanna be bad so badly
till we pull up and it’s curtains
no one’s outside but we don’t stop circling
til we put down one person

and trident know we’re dem outlaws
we bang wars for the cause
we trap hard 24’s
could never put it on pause
unless we’re riding on your courts
we do road check the score boards
we move keys and cop more corn
in hackney, we’re some warlords

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