peaky – rainbow pills ↀ (prod. boogie pro, $cru by lyrics
intro:
batare batare
batare batare
nani mo wakare
nani mo wakarenai
batare batare
batare batare
nani mo wakare, wakarenai
breddas might pre and buss joke, but they nervous like they’re picking up a key of cut c0ke
give a f-ck about your dress code, i been in my best robes, on my ones, chilling up grove, but
if you don’t know my name i bet your chick’s seen my face
keep her off me if ur chick seems irate
pre’d the body, god she wouldn’t let me not, but i ain’t lyin’ she ain’t nuttin on the queen i date
travelled up to ‘dam in a coach
with my nxgga nxgga picking at em paacks to the throat
it’s a cliché topic but the weed stay poppin
only these days i don’t wanna haave to be stoned, uh
every time i think about the future i imagine situations with a zoot lit though
every time the filters one colour in my vision like i’m shopping up in uniqlo, where’s the redeemer
_oh lord
the notes cleaner but i still ain’t making no chords
but your floss rapping could’ve been the soundtrack to star wars, wow boy that sh-t was sounding so forced
you could play dead amid the danger
me i play me, i hide the pad inside the trainer
ripped jeans, j scott’s with the adidas
they just took me for a hippie with a pay cut, whoops!
guessed incorrectly
easy on the vision but a bit torretsy
my boy said its bait around the burbs, guess it’s hot around the herbs if your muggin, he ain’t drinkin tetleys, nah
i could be a whiteboy’s best friend; know a couple breddas with a plug for your ket needs
told my bredda he got too much going for him, i can’t tell him stop until he’s whippin in a s3 though
swapping cl-ss a for the a cl-ss, if you partake stay sharp, so necessary
when it’s yoppin our way, stay far, our pace ain’t calm, pride games causing death of many
where’s p gone? -they can’t locate
up in dam, booky breddas wanna spike me!
i finess him for the dizzle that i won’t take;
and serve it to you like, d-mn this sh-t was pricey
see ’em dirtbags, -they just wanna get a little icey
they weren’t always dirtbags, till they sucked you like a vacuum, for the money that you might need
looking for the lizzy, looking for the queensway, bredda this ain’t whitely’s, looking for a cheap skate, bredda come and find me
each day i be, out here on the march like a motherf-cking pisces
please
tell her take it off for me
tell her take it off for me
tell her take it off for me
tell her take it off for me
tell her take it off for me
tell her take it off for me
tell her take it off for me
tell her take it off for me, x2
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