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grimz (347) - buck into me lyrics

[intro]
zach beats
buck into me, better run your fastest
buck into me, better run your best
free gang, they’re heartless
free bro+bro, he love slap at heads
they try and slap that corn, the runner come round, take snaps instead
purchase your tracks today
gotta fit my alarm for course, sh+t, the feds really give a man stress

[chorus]
buck into me, better run your fastest
buck into me, better run your best (run quick)
free gang, they’re heartless
free bro+bro, he loves slap at heads
f+ck with them, make yourself a target
you can get bored for sittin’ on the bench (ching, ching)
i’m onto them regardless
‘cah they claimed they’re on my friends (no way)

[post+chorus]
they try and slap that corn (slap that)
the runner come round, take snaps instead (take snaps)
see me, i’m bad like bourne
on the opp block, tryna leave it red (dip, dip)
don’t fall in remorse
step on your block tryna drench man’s chest
gotta fit my alarm for course (9 am), sh+t, the feds really give a man stress
[verse 1]
got a two and a q in the bando
i’m in the t house tryna make these flips
life of the line, i’m taking the risk
from young doing ot trips
on the opp block, we take the p+ss (p+ss)
bro loves him a fat rambo but me i’d rather a fl!cks’ (itchy)
anything ob get chinged, anything ob get chinged
free brixton ring like tokyo drift (or we’re on two peds)
or we’re on two peds, tell the yute “don’t slip” (don’t slip)
f+ck them pigs, free bro+bro, he love slap at wigs
no cappuccino (no cappuccino)
no cappuccino, free man up, that’s me and my ‘migos
been ’round there tryna score these points like free throw (switch)
seen h+lla man run when i back this stainless steel
if it’s not me on the ride, it’s izz controlling the wheel
if it’s not me on the ride, it’s izz controlling the wheel
gang really out ‘ere in the fields
no ticks or deals
get ’round there, tryna see blood spill
we done them drills, we do them drills (do them drills)
and we do them proper (proper)
he got one in his chest and back, sh+t, he gon’ need that doctor
one cap, try give me pennies
free up bro, man, i hate me a copper (hate them jakes)
man, i hate me a copper
bro loves it when he catches him an opper (catch him)
m got bored up, air lifted by the ambulance, dropper
nearly got bored up again (sh+t den)
sh+t den, lg ran off and left his friend
that can never be man ben (no way)
that can never be my brother (brother)
that can never be my gb, activate, can’t leave each other (each other)
do it like bro, no label but notes’ my lover (lover)
don’t get caught on your block when i get round there with a brucka (bow+bow, bow+bow)
[chorus]
buck into me, better run your fastest
buck into me, better run your best (run quick)
free gang, they’re heartless (free the 3’s)
free bro+bro, he loves slap at heads
f+ck with them, make yourself a target
you can get bored for sittin’ on the bench
i’m onto them regardless
‘cah they claimed they’re on my friends

[verse 2]
run man down ’til i run out of breath
how many man got caught and swept? (sweeping)
shh got bored and left his legs
shh+shh held one in his head
ask jsav, like, who you cheffed?
on the opp block tryna twist man’s fate
do it like mac, do it like jeff
on the opp block tryna do it like hardy, hardy
pull up and tape off parties, parties (parties, parties)
shh done dash and left his dargie, dargie
and i heard his shawtie, shawtie
tryna chat my name to box you in the mouth, shoulda hold your tongue (hold it)
you can get bored or bun if you say that the 4’s is where you’re from
put him in a starring centre+mid
but i got smoker’s lungs
now i’m a star in the pitch
longest shank, but bro might rise that pump (bow)
the opps wan’ chat so we pull up on blocks
see no one, then we pull up at drums
then we pull up at drums (pull up at drums)
[post+chorus]
they try and slap that corn (slap that)
the runner come round, take snaps instead (take snaps)
see me i’m bad like bourne
on the opp block tryna leave it red (dip, dip)
don’t fall in remorse
step on your block tryna drench man’s chest
gotta fit my alarm for course (9 am), sh+t, the feds really give a man stress

- grimz 347 lyrics

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