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sus - corleone lyrics

[hook]
i got no snaps of ducking the opps cah’ i never back my phone
bro came home, returning shooter, call him

i get a man whacked, they pay me tax, i’m

[verse]
lil n+gga best watch your tone
lil n+gga best watch your mouth
let me get you inside a house, i chop your tongue for speaking foul
he was dissing on my bro for clout
lil n+gga ain’t speaking now
mom heard me sneaking out
hit mans brain now it’s leaking out, ouch
f+ck them gcse’s, i spend my teens in a crackheads couch
now, i put my hood on the map
through drills and rap, my opps can vouch
they don’t slide when sus about
shanks on waist, gun in pouch
everytime i see them man rise skengs, it was me that was jumping out
it was me that was jumping out
who got in pub? let me air that out
gang got corn and so many opps, it’s fair that we share that out
i was stuck in the trap like mouse
my cats don’t meow

cl!ck and spray at the crowd, bow
bro said “who don’t hear must feel”
let’s ride, stop talking in riddles
left and right left my mans side, so i went for the man in the middle
i smoke a 3.5 then giggle, give me a tickle
bro got a switch and whistle, put the g+lock on drizzle (shhhh)

my lil twin moncler’d off
but when i was little, i stole from lidl
i play like sizzles
or chest hit vitals
i mean vitals, i’m
get man hurt from a cell like sickle
made man swim in the , no paddle
he was tryna’ find his words like scrabble
he couldn’t hack that rambo battle
then he got hit with the four door tackle
two dot dots, four smoking barrels
jingeling bells like christmas carols

i am a , i am a crook
[hook]
i got no snaps of ducking the opps cah’ i never back my phone
bro came home, returning shooter, call him blitz capone

i get a man whacked, they pay me tax, i’m

- sus lyrics

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