sleazy f baby - from the bits lyrics
[verse 1]
yeah, i told my mum i’ll be back in a little sec
cause i got b+tches to f+ck, yeah, and cheques to get
switchin’ friend for a friend, finesse for the breakfast
had her running round the crib like she f+ckin’ neckless
she got a choker, like a f+ck a necklace
and the flows above the f+ckin’ nexus
we f+ckin’ next up, get your rep up
or get your vest on, or go get wet up
no it’s never a set up
so throw your bets up, i bet we’re better
and me and ratchet splittin’ mozzarella
smokin’ h+lla h+lla inhale, yeah that’s what i tell her
blah gang forever, you know what it is
always runnin’ with my clique, never runnin’ through the six
i be runnin’ through your rider and your b+tch
with my team and a big bag of piff
always saggin’ in the bits, who’s as mad as this?
with my twin brother, f+ck the undercover n+gga and the pigs
don’t pass the spliff if it’s got mass amounts of cigs
keep it me man, i don’t know what real is, so f+ck
being real ain’t all this real sh+t
i’d rather be in between some p+ssy on some freak sh+t
made her knees twitch, playing her my r&b sh+t
f+ck you and your team, it’s how i keep it
i’ve got little brothers doing charlie, so f+ck all this g sh+t
court orders, f+ck the world ’til they free my n+ggas, n+gga that’s plural
i’m only here for the miller and the oral
this is sleazy f, it ain’t got no morals
but f+ck ’em no
and i will if they tight, man i f+ck ’em slow
yeah, this the might have f+cked your baby mother flow
i swear d+mn bro, man i couldn’t have known
i only clocked when she brought me a bit of toast, on a kids plate
and had me billing on your mixtape
yeah
this sh+t’s great, i’m big weight, you barely 28 i might be older young shogun, shouts to sp my older
samurai on the wall leave you slumped over
if we ain’t on the guest list then we jumpin’ over
i need the cocaine, jeeps that brawl over
trelly in the passy, bad b+tch with a batty in the back, rolling fatties
and bisk in the back and we know he’s got the dank, that’s a f+cking fact
and stinkin’ stay piffin’ like, what you lookin’ at?
yeah, it’s young heff, young thundercat
put the p+ssy in the place, nah it won’t extinguish man
i’m young and distinguished man
young, broke and english fam
shout out to d and straps, conny, that’s my fam
and the same goes for truth
sippin’ on some b+gg+r b+gg+r juice
a.p.e, that’s the truth
and mosh teams my motherf+cking crew
so what, so what it is?
what
so what, so what it is?
and they ain’t never heard a rapper like this
it’s sleazy, it’s sleazy f from the bits motherf+cker
where’s the last time you paid to get into a club, motherf+cker? where’s the last time i even had a show? where’s the last time i changed?
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