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deep green - up6 lyrics

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went from all day l!cking shoots
to me and truth shooting hoops
man scored off the backboard
then i hit him up with the swoosh
my n+gga riri got them moves
popping wheelies like a fool
he won’t stop, did the whole block
got the twelve o’clock looking smooth
j+bo’s looking huge
did twenty+two now he’s loose
got lifed off
now his life’s on cause he’s just dropped his first yout
got gyal calling trav cute
tell ’em “don’t get him confused”
if that beef’s on and he needs one
then he’s the first one with his tool, barking
i ain’t talking no ramz track
dead food, it get ran back
crop yard on my block darg
there’s a good chance it get ransackеd
real talk, this that realness
got hеlla sauce, let me spill this
j+darg’s on his way darg
with that stray darg for my silvers
f+ck white gold, i like mine yellow
my next whip might have white leather
diamonds jumping, this nice weather
i go bullion’s cah that ice better
having conversations with flyboy
and for seventeen he’s quite clever
reload with some nice cheddar
do a couple flips for that sky dweller
my y.g. got the spesh tucked
sat upon the trap like a vest does
my money’s thick like a textbook
shout my brudda rick cause he’s next up
tony’s on job, i ain’t never seen him prang
he just got a cuban bracelet, now he said he’s feeling gang
came dressed in all white, that’s why i call him cocaine
dec and kai on their pedal bikes just tearing up the estate
ain’t seen juves in a little bit
nick’s just iced out a little six
when i see them kids yeah i give ’em quids
oscar’s a little sh+t, i just wanna prosper
you know i’m taking them risks
jam’s owed me like three bags for too long, he’s taking the p+ss
gonna end up making me switch
but now he’s back on his flips
he give me five bills so i’m nice still
i just said i’ll take it in bits
let me large up junk kid cah he’s o.t. more time
eating cunch cake, no lunch break, do it 365
let me shout out mal and ty
but i don’t really see them guys
callum and curbz on a work ting
but they still cotch while we’re serving
i’m on oxford where it’s hot as f+ck
let me cool off in the office pub
quick game of pool then i’ve gotta duck
back to my spot where i’m chopping up
cut it like zizel, you might trap but it’s nothing like we do
tyreese woke up, said he wanna go jewellers
f+ck it then, me too
small ends, i know who’s who
he’s called gen and that’s nunu
if you come round you see guns out
i might run them and run you too
from young i swear i’ve been bad
shout out dubz and p and free blam
real life, when seal died
since then the ends have been mad

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