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vinsins - the sintro lyrics

verse 1:
boys that i work with i can’t put in videos
like are you serious
most of these drillers are idiots
dip this dip that
why are you filming it
vinny don’t sing he’s not trippie red
cops offering deals i’m not interested
whipping up, whipping up sudafed
yeah cuzzy this is that sydney sh+t
we were them youngins that were out in the dark
pressing out one of them ones in the park
go to the markets to cop a new mask
it wasn’t for sars
it was for an ar
hennessy you know i’m swigging it
white girl coming fat like she got somе triplets
so i’m pushing keys like i’m on thе internet
if i said don’t sell kegs i’d be a hypocrite

hook:
since kg’s of mdma were 40k i’ve been in this game
f+ck’s sake just spoke to my mate and it’s back to 40k again
swear on my ummays i’m earning
just took the rubber of a brick and i burn it
don’t hang with dogs i’m allergic
pushing charlie way before charlie pushed perfect
verse 2:
keep a keg of m in the meriton
and bender in the sheraton
i’m better than these rappers don’t even mention them
they’ll get ’em like they’re benji vernamin
these rappers are cap like a small bag of heroin or what you’re selling your m’er in (cap)
he swallowed the raw like a pelican and i’ll pay him when he gets it in
plug cuban and moroccan come a long way from armed+robbing
should’ve gone cobham
now i’m counting dosh from scotland ‘coz i’ve got boxes from holland
not talking pollen + these boxes are not made from cotton
used to rob cotton+on now i just shop ‘coz i got it
and that weed isn’t exotic
just ‘coz the pack got ‘ca’ on it makes me want to vomit
like pass me the bucket
this c+nts all disgust me
they talk about tonnes but run for lines like rugby
we wrapping up statsheet then rack like mummy
who they f+ck raps like vin
who really raps what they did
who else faced a life bid and didn’t say sh+t
i know there must be some real ones playing this
tell it
they tried to run through our place through blazing acid
’till my mate pulled a 38 and they gapped it
you know them ones when you can’t map it
‘coz you left your phone at home so they can track it
you know we got big m and like we at macca’s
while these other guys lying + they supply dry like a cactus
treat the matic like big red ‘coz we gon’ slap it
12 years in the trap man i’m knackered
hook:
since kg’s of mdma were 40k i’ve been in this game
f+ck’s sake just spoke to my mate and it’s back to 40k again
swear on my ummays i’m earning
just took the rubber of a brick and i burn it
don’t hang with dogs i’m allergic
pushing charlie way before charlie pushed perfect

outro:
you know how many times someone told me
something that i thought was gonna set me up for life
and then it fell through
or how many times i got my hopes up
and it amounted to nothing
vin

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