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#stk tapedat - reverse time lyrics

[verse 1] tapedat#stk
how can you talk about beef
you don’t even own no f+cking corn
how can you own a mash
but you ain’t even got no t++th at all
grandad who you trying to war
++++ mentions my name in songs
you ain’t chinged opps in your life before
bout fill up the dings and take it shrublands
name one time them po’ yutes scored (never)
clout chasing ridiculous
no action just snapchat tours
bucked +++ that +++ idiot
whats your name what you repping for?
shosho denied his part inda war
spectating the gram next day he throwing up signs
why you lying dork

[chorus] tapedat#stk
i wish i could reverse time
and add morons to my tally of gore
sav just phone my phone for a crop
so we jumped inda ride
what we waiting for?
jakes behind gotta decamp now
flinging stuff out the window
the boydem can’t be taming us now
f+ck cid
taming my pals
f+ck these opps we’ll take them out
f+ck your crop i’ll clear that now
so i breached in the yard and i chopped that down
im cruising back to the ends in style
fans keep telling me stick to the music
trapped in the life of sin it’s foul
we do it for ls we circle round

[verse 2] tapedat#stk
we see them drops we’re attending
bbq settings were bl!ckin at crowds
yutes running from corn
there bredrins x
they ain’t make no sound
hes backed his blade on a 300
i hopped off mine their speeding clowns
+++ didn’t want no smoke
stay in your yard and put the blades down
++++ don’t wanna get inda ride
he’d rather verbalise me instead
the life of mine triggered his head
came 10 man up and +++ got drenched
lol, don’t ever do that again
3 lil tape try put him to rest
didn’t sing no lullaby to attempt
bro got his wounds opened instead

[chorus] tapedat#stk
i wish i could reverse time
and add morons to my tally of gore
sav just phone my phone for a l!ck
so we jumped inda ride, (skrr skr skr)
what we waiting for? (skrr skrr skrr skrrrrrr)
jakes behind gotta decamp now
flinging stuff out the window
the boydem can’t be taming us now
f+ck cid
taming my pals
f+ck these opps we’ll take them out
f+ck your crop i’ll clear that now
so i breached in the yard and i chopped that down
im cruising back to the ends in style
fans keep telling me stick to the music
trapped in the life of sin it’s foul
we do it for ls we circle round
[verse 3] tapedat#stk
growing up equip them lasers
step in slap this corn out the luger
swing that shaver tactical taper
the reach on my arm come long like ruler
bring out the trainers
let bahh
flock that b+tch till da shoes gone toothless
shawty asked if i f+cked her friend
man i don’t know whos spreading those rumours
yo she said she don’t rate her man
now she wan f+ck with the s town shooters
play your postion and lock these lugers
get in the car nothing less than a murder
we don’t want to hear stupid excuses
lurking round with a botty
wind them tints
say stop bro who’s this
select the wrong words we’re causing nuisance
springfield, 9ms, glocks
play wid your life n+gga don’t be stupid
word to lp it’s the ends were polluting
they shoot in the air then they call that a booting
(b+tch, who you fooling)

- stk tapedat lyrics

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