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rv – crep shop lyrics

[intro: rv, bandokay, double lz & sj]
the opps too jumpy, gotta treat these opps like prey
just got a chase from jakes but i got away, sorry, not today
i just got a chase, it’s mad, it’s mad ting so i hide from [?]
[?] from gang, .32 goes bang, grease it so the mash don’t jam
me and s in the ride, two loaded waps, no flick shanks can’t get backed on man
car doors pop and the opps get prang, no cap, it’s best for you to not lack
get sent south side, no bagel, f-ck a bagel, slap corn at your mac d’s
these dumb little opp boys can’t at me, try gun lean and get shot from the back seat
rv

[verse 1: rv]
bro was itching to get down my man but i told him “leave him for me”
that boy is mine like monica and brandy, i’ll shave man [?] like andy
i call the new wap patrick cah i roll with the star like sandy
shh got shh, held one in his leg and now he can’t walk like bambi
keep waps in the ride at all times, never know when they might come in handy
i was in jail watching hollyoaks, same time darren was cheating on mandy
i done four of them yutes, so i caught man lacking, tried get him on cranberry
bad b wanna come to the nizz and off them panties, [?]

[verse 2: bandokay]
bando, i’ll slap this gladly, on the back street, turn guys into athletes
on the nizz, four-four, that’s tanji with bad b backing it for a mad g
man slapped at your tracksuits, get round there and dash off two bad g’s, mad green
and hide from jihadis, ali’s, get round there with rambos and ballys
bando, mans way too slappy, you’re on the other hand tryna make mum happy
aunty’s telling me i’m a bad breed, i’m a bad breed, spill juice like cranberry
boogie b gets splashy, free up my akhi, bro-bro weren’t no patty
the niners too chatty, gang get tappy, gyal on my line too catty

[chorus: rv]
everyday i wake and pray, thank god i ain’t rubbed like them lot
i do bits like love island, my line don’t ring for no ten shot
red card, get sent off, splash mans head, now he’s looking like lescott
just got me new boots, i copped me a 9 but i never went to a crep shop
everyday i wake and pray, thank god i ain’t rubbed like them lot
i do bits like love island, my line don’t ring for no ten shot
red card, get sent off, splash mans head, now he’s looking like lescott
just got me new boots, i copped me a 9 but i never went to a crep shop

[verse 3: double lz]
three car doors get popped in the a, man lurk on the 2s like i’m from that place
catch me a opp, [?] that’s straight, shave man [?], f-ck him up and escape
what you know ’bout big fat shank on your waist or a tinted dinger containing the gauge
this dots sh-lls fly in your face, back to the block, l2 get [?]
kway back then used to roll with kitch’, now it’s same size as a walking stick
ride for your bro, then you’re taking a risk, you’ll see me in the late patrolling the strip
tell a black male get [?], it’s straight opp boys, no innocent sh-t
my yute run, you don’t wanna get hit, that yute’s quick but i’m moving quick

[verse 4: sj]
i could’ve been on the pitch doing rainbow flicks but instead i’m in the trap with this rambo
i didn’t choose this life, this life chose me, my marj hates it but my fans don’t
this life is peak and i know it’s the streets but let me tell you how my gang roll
i’m in southampton with this 15 inch got jewels now we see mans sandals
if i could, i’d share my age but most of you would think that this kid is bluffing
but let me tell you suttin’, i done more things than most man in this ting, it’s nuttin’
but don’t start judging, i’m just telling you about this sh-tty little life that i’m stuck in
my friends in jail, my opps in h-ll and the verbal abuse keeps coming

- rv lyrics

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