Diligence
I keep hearing Naruto
Over this side throw up your 9ers B
But we never ever add that 2 though
What's all the talk about Dbo "bolo" Fundz
You don't even make no Euro
I saw Rex swing down like a madman
Put him on the floor, roll over, judo
The Anglo comes fat like a sumo
I've seen a big man step back like Harden
They say now that they're onto man
But I ain't been bucked, so I beg your pardon
I get bread, man's grafting
Belling up lines, I got junkies calling
They know I've got G's in the ends
Bad B's in the ends, shе a chocolate darling
Man's been a bad boy like Martin
I heard hе's a rider, with a sniper
I ain't ever seen him in the fields, he's a liar
Don't talk that fire
Your ting don't kick like Harry Maguire
Trapline twerk like Nikz
Hold your lip bitch, don't talk on the 9iners
2 got minor, don't be a silly billy
Or drilly really, game over, Stryder
On the strip, we get lit
Got back on the train, cause there weren't no whips
And now they got bro on a 10 o' clock curfew
If he ain't back on the dot, he's pissed
I've been down for the cause like Nito
Jugg like Kilo, take that risk
Emilian came tru for the reload
Like I need more profit, bitch
I said I need more profit now
I ain't gotta fill a clip with rounds
If I make one call, they gon' make that sound
He said he's gonna get me down
Let me leave that boy in the Underground
They said we're not on bread, like how
I've been in the trap since high school days
Had to dash that pack in the lost and found
Anytime, anywhere, man's riding
And I got paigons hiding
I phone YP and now my young boy's sliding
Trap, stack with the food providing
Glide on him he was gone like lightning
Pass me the rambo, let me get dicing
Heard bro got the link for the spin-spin ting
Now I've got wild thoughts like Bryson
Real life shit not Mario Kart
Gang really pull up and smash mans roads
Eight man in a ding-dong, spin the coupe, swerve
Late night lurk for the foes