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skatty (ad) - armed & ready 2.0 lyrics

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[intro]

traphouse mob
ay czr, you did a mazza still
swear down, moremoney produced this?

[hook: skatty]

how these good yutes talking ching, this year alone how much man’s been done?
they act clueless we do it, we sauce the scene every time we come
how much times did we tape it up? they know from young that we do this for fun
but ain’t gonna spill too much, armed and ready, spot get bun

[verse 1: skatty]

ad really bully the beef, everywhere we go on the map gets taped
jump out try’na slang man’s headie, bow, you better go and hop that gate (runner)
i heard that we don’t spill juice, someone tell the opps stop being fake (p-ss-es)
can’t talk for the chest shot chingers, too many times we spilled man bait (ching)
think fast when you see the nozzle it’s bunny, suttin might just fly out (boom)
you’re a good yute don’t do it, it’s not worth it to get k’d for clout
don’t get caught wrong side of the barrel, it’s only in movies you run me a shot (bow)
bruce got one in his [?], try not to drop so i fished him
i try window ching on [?], he nearly writ off you can go ask shanty
old school like brixton splash, they popped up when they jumped on peri
you, ying that down non-stop, bro’s in the car making sound effects
you know i’m garn spill your blood, make sure you bang when you get that text (p-ss-es)
this dot-dot’s filled to the brim, four on my coat, gonna show man tekkers (bow)
metal on me it’s a part of my fashion, you won’t see me without leathers
your olders are p-ssed when i catch them, stupid men don’t walk with cheffers (wet up)
you can’t talk dirt on we, countless times [?] blood [?] splashers

[verse 2: saviest]

no angel, nightmare done it (sav)
i stepped with two don’t lack, approach with caution, let’s be honest (ching)
i got nicked was locked for a moment, jakes stopped me with wallace & gromit
yutes on the wing try g-check, ask my man has he really lost it?
lean to the left on the ride, the ped done sway cah the brukky’s popping (bow)
head, neck, back, man hit that, blood start drip watch your boy start coughing (ching)
she got whacked in the bando, little did she know that her bestie’s watching (bad)
pretty little one she cute, hold this quick let me roll this zoot (hold that)
her [?] man slip with the one pop [?] question my badness, how they dare? (neeks)
he got whacked on the ride, i hope next day mana made that clear (ching)
(i’m the opp that they fear, they take trips for pics and then stare
we might click the mash but that’s rare
rambo swing for chests so take care
rambo swing for chests so take care)

[hook: skatty]

how these good yutes talking ching, this year alone how much man’s been done? (ching)
they act clueless we do it, we sauce the scene every time we come
how much times did we tape it up? they know from young that we do this for fun
but ain’t gonna spill too much, armed and ready, spot get bun (bow)
how these good yutes talking ching, this year alone how much man’s been done? (wet up)
they act clueless we do it, we sauce the scene every time we come (how many?)
how much times did we tape it up? they know from young that we do this for fun
but ain’t gonna spill too much, armed and ready, spot get bun (bow)

[outro]

traphouse mob
ay czr, you did a mazza still
swear down, moremoney produced this?



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