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Extra Sleeve

Extra Sleeve (feat. Headie One)

MARIAH CAREY (FEATURING. TEEWAY)
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[Verse 1 - Clavish]
How you still shot two-twos and tell girls that you're moving
Boxes of food? free my niggas that are locked in the room
You ain’t been no block with the broom
I'm on the O-P-P block, shots and a Q
I was broke, nobody tried buss me a Q
I put faith in my trap, no trust into you
Put faith in myself, no trust into them
Took a L but when I'm off tag, fuckries again
Uncle said he quit smoking, he a junkie again
Now he can’t touch my food, he'll probably suck me again
I know a Gram girl, Chanel shoes she'll fuck me for them
Out of ten she a eight but I love me a ten
Know a street nig', he don't really care about P's
When he catches a M, richest nigga on the streets
Ain't counted a ten, why you chilling with the fiends?
Why you bagging up white? Why you sitting round B?
Put in work or make bread if you sitting round me
Couple killers round me, if I'm lying I’m dying
I wake up in the A.M., send a text to my buyers
I push crack stones to crack fiends, God loves a trier
I drop niggas out if I hear they’re doing Mariah
Carey, I don't care, we got guns with bine in
And she knows what it is when the seats are reclining
Hood chicks wanna know if I got beef with the 9ers, no
Started from the bottom but the top’s where I'm trying to go
My young'un always talking bout --, dying to go
The only time that he press smoke and your eyes will close
I buy my own guys, that's why I’m not minding my tone
She wanna throw it back because
She said I'm too toxic, she wanna detox
I still make pussy niggas dust, no re-rock
No condom, I bet Crash still make the ting beat off
Cut through there all the time, I don't see opps
AP boogers so big impossible to miss
Used to re-up on a Z, that's the cost of my kicks
Used to re-up on a fours, that's the cost for the stick
Times changed, now my left wrist cost me a brick
Gun jakes behind, got a Glock in the whip
Shotty cost a Chrome Hearts jumper
Pulling on her tracks when I'm hitting on the bumper
[Verse 2 - Teeway]
Mummy say "you're done for", trident at the front door
Grew up with a lot of pussys, now I gotta hunt four
Cock it back, flung four, I stuff the load, I dump more
I kick them niggas out the ride if I see they're unsure
And now we're all five slanging, had his whole life hanging
Why they tryna take away all the shit that mans planning
Come up in the trap slangin', auntie say "you're gangbanging"
And I ain't in OT but I got old cats slangin'
Broke down started banging, they ain't bangin' or they're lyin'
The civilians crying, niggas on the floor dying
Waiting while the crack drying, we been tryna bun fry him
Police aiming hammers at me, "don't shoot, I'm compliant"
Uptown we ain't lackin', bae knows this shit brackin'
In the woods with bubba M, man this shit waps jammin'
Twenty junk heads smacking, nigga you don't know trapping
Half a brick going Hatton, label meetings, no backing
He got soaked in his hat, a thousand stones for the mac, now where that biker
Doing quick booms for them cats
All that mainroad banging, put the zones on the map
See him run for his life, but he got smoked in his back
In the trap with the chicken, and his times still tickin'
Niggas love getting litty, we caught him lackin' and lit him
Drop neck T.T.s in that front room fitting
And when them car doors pop, we got grown men shittin'
I put bine in my hood, I put smack by the beach
Trident nicked me Class A, 'cause them wraps in my reach
Chef a niggas with my shaver I just slapped it in beach
Niggas rap bout bangin' but don't practice their preach
I'm gettin' bread by the hour, pull up, fed them the power
Six holes in his skin, it makes sense why they're sour

Rap Game Awful

Mariah Carey (feat. Teeway)

CAN'T STYLE ME (FEATURING. MOSTACK)
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Mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm
You ain't had a shotgun ridin' shotgun
You trap but you're broke, why do you shot grub?
Jail call from my jail nig', 'cause he locked up
Couple man pissed off 'cause a nigga bossed up
Your B-A-D only on computer
When the pack lands, say "Hallelujah"
Girl, you can't style me, your man a loser (Okay)
[Verse 1: Clavish]
Yeah, you got a wap, but you're not a shooter
This wap make your friends and family suit up
I ain't got friends, just a couple real dargs
Free Teef, got a bird, but he kept it real calm
Louis V, honestly I wear that a lot
Not allowed in my hood, but I'm still on the block
When will I learn? When will it stop?
Got corn in the car but it's not on the cob
Ink on my skin, no regrets when I live
Whеn I ride, I can do it with a chef or a stick
I can make a sweet onе put pebs in her tits whenever I see bare feds on the strip
You ain't done it broad day, bait on the broadway
Off-White, done it bait, never caught a court case
Cats calling everyday 'cause the food gourmet
Could've got— But my opps got poor aim
Your CV's blank, yo, I think it needs more names
Mr. Kipling, think I need more cake
I'm cuttin' through the city with CK and Kirky
Feds see me, wanna search me
Push out with crash, are you mad? Certi'
Put him in the back of the van, Percy
Throwback, yo, I been gang from early
You turned gang last week, nigga, that's nerdy
Diss me on a Tuesday, cheffed by the Thursday
My next nigga got a nigga chinged on his birthday
I got a jawn I only hit from behind
I recognise her back, but I don't know her face
You ain't ever got a nigga wet like a mermaid
Now he's gotta wait and see what the nurse say
You ain't ever got a nigga wet like a mermaid
Now he's gotta wait and see what the nurse say
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[Chorus: Clavish]
Mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm
You ain't had a shotgun ridin' shotgun
You trap but you're broke, why do you shot grub?
Jail call from my jail nig', 'cause he locked up
Couple man pissed off 'cause a nigga bossed up
Your B-A-D only on computer
When the pack lands, say "Hallelujah"
Girl, you can't style me, your man a loser

[Verse 2: MoStack]
It's S-A-D that she's in my Uber
That was your girl, cheeky manoeuvre
I'm a sweet criminal
I'm a shimy-shimy-sha
We can't have a future, I move like Future
Don't call the line if it's not important
I got the bro on the right tryna cop more things
My other bro on the left tryna chop more things
I fucked my boy's ex when we stopped talkin'
I ain't gotta pay a dime, bro did it for free
Touch J, ten stab wounds, minimum fee
I don't know who I think I am
I turf collabs from rappers that's bigger than me (Hahaha)
Yo, get rich, gotta rack bands
Ayy, fuck them niggas 'cause they're poor like cat's hands
If I say my guys are broke, it's a damn prank
You know my niggas chop bricks like Japan
Get dust get guala
Gettin' rich is easy, but stayin' rich is harder
I pray I' never broke, InshaAllah
Gotta think like Sean Carter
Scribble out the opps with a marker
Ayy, how we end up beefin'? It started with a stare
You mess with the 10ers, nah I wouldn't wanna dare
Man will knock on your door like, "Is anybody there?"
I'ma blow out the pace and kill up anybody there
'Cause man's original on my block, you already knew that
Walk through the block, I bet a youngin says, "Who's that?"
You know it's on sight when we put him in a group chat
I ain't got no olders, who's that?
Grab me from my block, I'ma take the piss and move back (Haha)
'Cause man's on a whole different planet
Me, I'm here coolin' with Clavish

Can't Style Me (feat. MoStack)

ENEMIES (FEATURING. KIRKY)
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[Pre-Chorus: Kirky]
Cartier wrist watch, VVs shinin', niggas ain’t fuckin' with me (Me)
Lambo' truck, that’s a 4x4, four rambos under the scene
They mistake me, I come across clean, but give me the mop, I'm ready to clean
Forty thousand around my neck, I remember the days I was servin' the fiends

[Chorus: Kirky]
I got so many enemies, one thing they all got in common, they wanna be me
Niggas want all the things I got, just know it ain't gonna be cheap
If you're talkin' hoes, then I lost count, the Instagram models I had in my sheets
She callin' my phone, tell me her nigga be starvin' her, she just want somethin’ to eat
[Verse 2: Kirky]
I’m so one thousand with it, don't care ’bout drip, don't care 'bout jewels
I just exploit this shit for my algorithm
Bring your ho 'round me, might find her missin’
I ain't even gonna lie, I'm a real nigga and I'm down to Earth
Still tryna leave him in the sky
Never went colly, I'm drivin' this Culli'
In the O with a K now I'm feelin' like Sully
I fuck her and leave her, ain't tryna meet mummy
I rather be focused on makin' this money
Since I got rich, she be suckin' with more spit
If she fuck good, I endorse it
Says she wanna be bae, don't force it
Sit's on my mouth, only right that I talk shit
I don't care 'bout my ex bitch
X6 on my left wrist
Trap kickin' like Tetris, all these numbers, feelin' dyslexic
I'm loco, but not local
Seven figures off my socials
I'm so cool, and I'm anti-social
Got a nigga wiped off a phone call

[Verse 2: Clavish]
Uh, I got so many enemies, one thing they all got in common, they wanna be me
Burn that bridge for couple of Bs
I got opps down the road that will drop me for free
My nigga, they want me to rap
When they get a drop, they try not to drop it on me
The girls you pree on the 'Gram for hours without tryna make them; drop to their knees
If she had one wish, I'll be takin' her home
My nigga just came home, scrapin' a bowl
I put blood on my knife from ages ago
Before my 'tape, been tapin' the roads
Love's one thing I ain't showin' a ho (Oh, no)
The police stop me, they ain't gotta say freeze
Look at my wrist, I'm already froze
I ain't clearin' a rumor
If he's got a gap in his teet' and he's six foot, know he a shooter
S saw him aim where your shoes are , the last nigga she hit was a loser
Missionary, I think she cute
The head that she give me might give me a tumour
Came a long way from cheffin' a crackhead
Now, I'm a star, Luna
A guy got spun by a DST, G17 same size as a PSP
Feds askin' questions, but, I kept it G without the EST
Said she want me to pay for her BBL
I'm tryna put somethin' on BBC
She bustin' it open even quicker 'cause I'm on a T.V. screen
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[Pre-Chorus: Kirky]
Cartier wrist watch, VVs shinin', niggas ain't fuckin' with me (Me)
Lambo' truck, that's a 4x4, four rambos under the scene
They mistake me, I come across clean, but give me the mop, I'm ready to clean
Forty thousand around my neck, I remember the days I was servin' the feinds

[Chorus: Kirky]
I got so many enemies, one thing they all got in common, they wanna be me
Niggas want all the things I got, just know it ain't gonna be cheap
If you're talkin' hoes, then I lost count, the Instagram models I had in my sheets
She callin' my phone, tell me her nigga be starvin' her she just want somethin' to eat

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22 MISSED CALLS
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[Intro]
Yo, rap game, rap game
Rap game awful, but this that CLA rough shit, feel me
Everyone talking 'bout, think I'm bougie 'cause I don't answer the phone
But they know my ting goes on fly mode more than it feels like
I'll shout you back though

[Verse]
Uh, I got twenty-two missed calls, three from my jail nigga
Two from my mum, she wanna know if I'll be home for dinner
Missed call from Sinner, he wanna know if I'm with Mellie
Two from my music manager, said he's got a belly
One from a Jezzie, says she heard I made a song with Nines
Two from my young ting, she wanna know if I'm alright
One from a chick abroad, probably asking me to fly
One from a chick in Manny, she want dick all in hеr spine
One from a rapper, wants mе to smoke a verse for his tape
Two from my solicitor, he reckons I'm a beat the case
Two from my older cousin, tryna drop me bare food
One from Alie, she's so sexy, but she's bare rude
Missed call from Keeks, he said it's time to get with it
'Cause the packs nearly done, and the grubs nearly finished
One from Kirky, said he's got two hoes that want to fuck
The last time we did a two-on-two, I nearly fucked him up
One from MB, tryna lecture me 'bout music
That's all he was doing when he weren't running 'round shooting
Yeah, I got twenty-two missed calls when I wake up out my sleep
And I ain't even mentioned missed any calls from the fiends yet, I'm outside

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[Verse]
Niggas in my hood say I can make it to the top
But, they know that I ain't cappin'
And my somethin' put it all up in his top
I know some good guys, get their savage on, kidnappin' on
Like, how long you been chattin' to the opps?
My niggas on tag
If I get a drop, he'll tag along
They ain't got racks, I'm baffled when they rap about shots
I ain't tryna give my heart unless I know that she the one
Look me in my eyes, promise me you'll never do me wrong
I tried act like I ain't 'bout it, she already clocked the hood in me
Half the hood's fake, I'm only bringin' half the hood with me
All I need's a mask, pair of gloves, and a hoodie beat
Niggas chat like bitches nowadays, make sure your pussy clean
Nothin' poppin' off on your behalf, fuck you talkin' 'bout?
Niggas say my name too much, that's all they talk about
We don't care 'bout work that you worked when we weren't about
You ain't workin' nothin' now
Don't be throwin' up gang signs with no money in your pockets
I got big dreams, I ain't pennyin' your silly comments
I got blood on my nigga's shank, but that's not my problem
Now there' plugs gettin' sucked, this half-box ain't on Connie
Niggas pointin' fingers, if they grab me, I won't point nothin'
If I don't bust in rappin', then it's back to wrappin' point ones
What you know about bein' desperate for a place for the ting to stay
So you tell her it's a toy gun?
Feel sorry for my opps, why? Most of them shit at rappin', shit at trappin'
Scorin' on civilians, shit at bangin'
Who said you can't wear sliders in the trenches?
I see opps in my Gucci flip-flops, still get it crackin'
Or the Louis ones, Christian Dior drops, but I prefer the Louis ones
I got clout, so it's not hard to get the bougie ones
They won't tell me nothin' 'bout no Hakkasan, Nobu, or cocktails
I bet I'll still pattern that
I ain't been bowlin' in time, but, I've been knockin' down hoes like pins, so I'm fine
I got rocks in my shine, rocks in this G-pack
It's not about wantin', the fiends'dem, they need that
I used to do the night shift, and back then I never had three bags
My outfit today cost me three bags
So don't say I've changed, you're just statin' the obvious
I used to watch my olders gettin' money with binoculars
I got the opposite sex cattin', banged up with a nigga
From my hood we spent most our time chattin', who's set's more on it
And comparin' our stabbings
He's got more, but I made a nigga white flag it
Feel like Charles Lee Ray with this Rammy
Or should I say Chucky?
See a opp, I'ma leave the scene yucky
All I need is twenty seconds, like, say I'm in a hurry
I was aimin' for his face, bro was rippin' out his tummy
I'm still the perfect son in the eyes of my mummy
Even though feds hit the yard tryna find bunnies
On the 'Gram, she a star, but not a star from where I'm comin'
Surgery head to toe, but to us she's still—Tst
If she ain't tryna hold the ones, then to us, she's on nothin'
She don't care that I'm Clavish, and that makes me wanna cuff it
She don't pop up when she sees my in the Urus or the Culli'
And that's still not enough to prove it's not about the money
Got some real shit tatted on my stomach
My watch two-tone, but it came with several different colours
Not a pride thing why I hold grudges
But you can't backdoor me and think we're still gonna be brothers
Four-forty all in rose
If you're talkin' 'bout opps, I've stabbed couple to the bone
Hotel, she ain't comin' to my home
Half the hood don't promote my songs when they drop
Don't know why the fuck they think they're comin' to my shows
In school, I used to rob phones, not sell cookies in the corridor
Signed to the streets way before I signed to Polydor

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