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frosty - scotland lyrics

[intro]
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[verse 1: mr bando]
20 odd bissheads slumped in the centre of town, just watch how i sweep these crackheads
want that tester gimme some numbers, now i’m in tina’s checking for cameras
this half piece ain’t even got heating, lemme get to trapping
man i made you a deal do six for that night, if i’m eating i’ll keep you patterned
i got two young boys quay dishing out best of both, tell ’em chill with the snapping
new shottas in town so i’m back hands on, bare cats go lie in these trappers
john said the b’s alright thank f+ck cuh i pushed it, tryna blare one into three
fill up thе sink with ice, put in the plug, that’s an ice bath rеady to freeze
i just whipped the f+ck out the ‘rex, ayo broski bill up some weed
i done countless nights for the bread, big spill new drip, can’t f+ck with this re
got on a coach and there weren’t no drivers, i done weeks on the grind for free
bait face town just dishing out testers, never stop ’til your phone just beep
kevs on the line says he come through, tracey lemme try merge you and get that greenlight
if you go kent go ask ’bout mitch i was 17 shutting down towns by the seaside
free fax he a real trap masher, 12 in the ching can’t wait ’til they free man
free fax he a real trap masher, 12 in the ching can’t wait ’til they free man

[chorus: mr bando]
m25 got the lace for the crack so i told little man get cab
like broski said when i clear this brick i might buy you a birkin bag
dirty traps, first week in scotland, 30 bands
that’s dirty cash, on the m+way cruising, counting racks
m25 got the lace for the crack so i told little man get cab
like broski said when i clear this brick i might buy you a birkin bag
dirty traps, first week in scotland, 30 bands
that’s dirty cash, on the m+way cruising, counting racks
[verse 2: frosty]
this fiends telling me how she lost it all, dropped out of private school
n+ggas flexing round with their bosses money, but they’re capping don’t be fooled
better hope that you get to your show sometime before i do
(better hope that you get to your show sometime before i do)
the cat try run away with bits, imma catch him in town when he’s a script
i can buy a door off jay or fred, them man got zero links
these amprs got face id, now i’m sitting in the back of the whip
three hundred quid in a uber trip, like a hundred miles from amy’s bit
cps wanna seize my phones, got a hb and lat on the stove
attitude weren’t right so i sent him home, now the young bull’s on his own
you got a lot to say for a man who couldn’t even buy a box
on roads keep changing spots, it weren’t known before we made it hot

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