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yaz (australia) - offside lyrics

[verse 1: yaz]
stand for the four+five, that’s my district
link t for the extra mission
nine millimetre right for whippings
and to my left is captain bishop
girls go mad for the northside thug
how many times have we got man winded (i don’t know)
can’t chat and cap on us, i don’t get wet when i ride and rinse it (bo+)
i could do it at night, or day just grab that gauge, and i paint that pavement
gained respect and made some moves
true, yo, give me that golden boot
brake and beat, no fire in the booth
his mums got to buy him a tomb
do+do+do it then bounce like roo
it’s armed response whеn they hear man shoot (bo+)
when thе trap offline, you could lose your life, your t+shirt soaked, ayy
ops don’t come round here for smoke, don’t dash your rams, just hide it, yo
these ops are awfully shy, i wonder f+cking why
they all can’t cope when we all offside, should’ve taken longer strides
stack them figures, and burn those bridges, pigs can’t clock who did it, ayy
money my new religion, i’m levelling up, and i don’t link women (ayy)
my chings hate n+ggas, they both chinese, they dash when i come through swinging
get clout, and the girls come with it
i’m blowing her back in, but after i bill it (bill it)
[verse 2: reddeye glizzi]
on hood, we drilling (no cap)
kick back or yo ass go missing
that boy my k!lly, 12 pull up, won’t catch me snitching (never)
real dope boy, i was whippin’ the kitchen (i was whippin’)
hit me a l!ck, can’t leave no witness
boy keep playing, caught me an opp
he turned usain, sh+ll in the brain (zoom)
big, big baller, i got to get paid in a good situation the drugs get weighed (no cap)
things go south, then you get sprayed, you get what i’m saying?
i had to boss up, get a check
money man, i had to step on he’s neck (i had to)
he came in a rookie, i came in vet (i was lit)
i was trapping and rapping, they pay in advance
three new b+tches, two on xans (what?)
one lil’ b+tch take d+ck on demand
groupie thots, only fans (only fan)
i call you my brother, i hook up a gram (gram, gram)
came from the gutter, i am what i am (i am, i am)
i had to steal, punch, scam (scam, yeah)
grew up on peanut b+tter jam

[outro: yaz]
stand for the four+five, that’s my district
nine millimetre right for whippings
girls go mad for the northside thug
can’t chat and cap on us, i don’t get wet when i ride and rinse it

- yaz australia lyrics

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