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saint p - oh my (freestyle) lyrics

i’m starting the engine, don
after i take your wig
i’ll take off your bredrin’s one (that’s standard)
you came to test saint
then you came to test this god
when i say i bring thunder and lightning down
i don’t mean electric shocks
i don’t wanna get p-ssed off
so now i’ve got to let pr-cks know
far from a regular guy, i’ll take a honey in a hurry
cuh i am the queen bee keeper
speedy (meep meep), teacher
don’t wanna see death, you don’t wanna see me either
black clouds, you can get slapped to the background
adlib, left but i’m back now
chat sh-t, perfect, and it’s a practice
couple man need to pay taxes cuh they’ve been biting
man have been lying
only a few have been moving on the other side
man have been slacking
dem man dere won’t even get a word in
they were last picked whenever i was the captain
santa, sacked him, no, it’s not banter
can’t come around here tryna frosties
i’ll pack your bags and send a man packing
they ain’t ever seen a fat pig do a backflip
why? it’s a mad ting, i’ve got the five on my mind
cuh the matchstick, fire, couldn’t catch it
lift three caps, show man about hat trick
or i’ll spin you on the tune like tiatsim
you’re not one of them bruddas that’s on something (oh no)
you turn yourself to a new guy
when you’re online so you lie to the public
oh yeah, you’re one of them catfish guys
wearing a mad disguise
dem man sounding cr-p on grime so they switched to funky
but dead that, i should’ve sent man to country
say you press yats but your headback’s ugly
look, you won’t impress man with pumpy talk
i’ve come for war, so if you really
wanna impress man, then slump me
i’ll leng a man down like a mattress
if he ever gets too comfortable
i give wood to your bird cause i’m good with the words
i don’t ever get lucky
i’m f-cked, i ain’t celibate, trust me
i might spit in your eye like let a pr-ck touch me
let him get duppied (oh, oh)
then i get back to f-ckries
you take chicks that i mash and try mash
man like me only need the one d
cause i’m a new kind of f-cked
you bring any mc and i’ll rise him
i’ll put him in the sky with dubs, i don’t care
tell him there’s no biting here like tyson done
i might clear your yard like a dyson does
i’m not tempa, tell a boy you best remember
don’t take much to catch slaps from now to september
black boy, i’ll light him up
i’ll do a gasoline on him, give an eff if he’s
rolling with a bag of gs, i cause the casualties often
siddy aka winston
anytime you see saint, always got a bag of green on him
me, i’m the calm one and you don’t press triggers like r1
gas talk, why would you gas for?
i’m nang to be honest, that’s just what your girl said
saint but i’m h-ll-bent, well said
if dem man are cold then i’ll melt them
i know, my bars ain’t braille but you felt them
i can confirm, girls got the head from a scholar
if you’re an old school shotta in ends
how come you didn’t know tanitas were scales, then?
must not know so i told ’em
nah, it’s not like i didn’t wanna help
[?] andrew and melvin
s to the a-i-n-t
p, they could never be like me
see, man can’t violate none of my family
no, you can’t violate none of my gs
that’s s-a, s-a-i-n-t
p, the wickedest grime mc
i’ve got a clip full of bars that i might let off
if man wanna play hide and seek
with s to the a-i-n-t
i dropped the p, flow still locked to a t
you couldn’t be like me in your wildest dream
you were living in a wildest dream
see, what was you smoking? i’ve got the loudest cheese
ten out of ten like downing street
said he wants war, flow’s too weak
book my team, better know it’s not cheap
s-a
got 5000 bars, not an essay
see me with pk, that’s my esé
call me the shaolin samurai
oh my, oh my, s-a
got 5000 bars, not an essay
see me with pk, that’s my esé
call me the shaolin samurai
oh, my, oh my, oh
got 5000 bars, not an 0
see me with who? might see me with bro
come to your show, lock off your show
like oh, like oh
got 5000 bars, not an 0
see me with who? might see me with bro
s-a
got 5000 bars, not an essay
see me with pk, that’s my esé
call me the shaolin samurai
s-a
got 5000 bars, not an essay
see me with pk, that’s my esé
call me the shaolin samurai
oh my, oh my, oh
see me with who? might see me with bro
come to your show, lock off your show
like oh, like oh
got 5000 bars, not an 0
see me with who? might see me with bro

- saint p lyrics

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