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Let It Rip (Remix) [feat. Clavish & wewantwraiths]

TRAUMATISED
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[Verse]
Uh, if boy'dem pull up, know I'm cutting first
I was upset when bro got first blood 'cause I tried cuttin' first
This white girl more than average, make my number jerk
These dotty pellets spread, that's worse than a fuckin' germ
Erm, what's gonna help me live my bestest life?
Money up, bestest times
Them times, bro was still alive
I know he's gone, but he's still that guy
I've seen man get shot and stabbed, never left me traumatizеd
Real niggas turnin' fake left mе more surprised
I'll air out man for Jung, he'll do the same for me, I love that guy
Bando settings with some digi' scales and number nine
If we put our phone on flight mode, we'll be done by nine
Music pays, it's kind of aight
I still want a shot of Miley Cy'
Huh, got Miley Cyrus, opp shots know my name
Not my real one, if they did, I prob' would've caught a case
I'm the hood's hottest topic, might end up on Hall Of Fame
Can't get my shank mixed up with bro's, me and him don't bore the same
I'm way too fly, even when I don't pack my bags, I'm board the plane
Dip game nine, don't believe me? Go ask what's his face
CCTV don't mean shit if you mask up properly, ayy
That's cap, got members with me put you in check if you don't move properly, ayy
I got a savage with me, turn shit ugly like some morning face
Big homie aim for chest and up, no feet like Tory Lanez
A paigon estate just got taped, no cap, I'm all to blame
Got haters 'round me, the more I better myself, the more they hate
No paigon ho can't look in my direction, walk my way
No opp boy cancelled plans that vid' still got recorded, ayy
Streets is fake, rap game worse, I don't even wanna participate
Me and Kodak Black alike, I don't even rap, I illustrate
Have you ever rode on the opps?
Scared face showin', "Please, don't shoot me"
I ain't taking check, better check your tone when you're chatting to me
Scrolling through Instagram, this one's the baddest cutie
But, if she ain't got more than ten put down, she can't be bad and bougie
Got TT cats, don't screw me
Can't say the same 'cause your ting meady
I made more money in jail than your boyfriend made on road, I ain't tryna be cheeky
Too much cats, I ain't tryna be greedy
Too much waps, I ain't tryna be swinging arms
Baby mum, don't leave me, so, scoring points is easy for me
Sometimes I wonder how much the yutes I beef wanna be me
All these bad bitches wanna beat me
Snakes dressed up as friends, wanna pree me
No cappin' man, believe me
Grew up in stolen cars
When we go on glides, we turn the headlights off so they know wagwan
Wagwan

Traumatised

NO DIFFERENCE
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[Chorus]
What's a quarter ticket? Boy, I'm tryna make a million
You've been on like a hundred glides and never done no drillings
Finessed a few, so if I want that, gotta pay for dinners
They never pay and that's one reason why I hate opinions
Free my niggas jammed, still get money, that don't make no difference
Difference is when them niggas locked, they don't make no figures
Bitch, I got so much hoes, losin' you don't make no difference
I got beef with so much niggas, beefin' you don't make no difference

[Verse 1]
Good food and be on time, that's how you keep it ringin'
Can't tell my nigga, "Chill," just gotta watch and keep on chingin'
Heard he's in jail for punchin' up and kickin' down his missus
Dick inside her somethin', that's the only time I'm beatin' women
When I die, my guys are liars if they don't say, "He the realest"
Go Dubai, put two racks aside, that's just for speedin' tickets
I can't lie, when my nigga died, that had me grievin' different
Stick my rambo in and out his chest and now he's breathin' different
Burn my nigga's bridge if he got nicked and turned to LMA
Keep it close, why? 'Cause on my block, we don't do MMA
Let me tell you one thing 'bout my hood, you can put in work today
But by tomorrow, nobody don't care 'cause that was yesterday
Feds on my B-A-C-K, don't wanna see me elevate
Bump into my paigons, tell me one time that I hesitated
Got love for Loops, why? For me, he done extra days
Got cousins that can't get a hear, I got more love for Destiny

[Chorus]
What's a quarter ticket? Boy, I'm tryna make a million
You've been on like a hundred glides and never done no drillings
Finessed a few, so if I want that, gotta pay for dinners
They never pay and that's one reason why I hate opinions
Free my niggas jammed, still get money, that don't make no difference
Difference is when them niggas locked, they don't make no figures
Bitch, I got so much hoes, losin' you don't make no difference
I got beef with so much niggas, beefin' you don't make no difference
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[Verse 2]
I've never seen your gun, you're always talkin' 'bout a scram
He never went on holiday, somehow, he's got a tan
I wasted credit on this girl when I was in the can
Had couple plans, came home just to find out that she's got a man
Damn, put my feelings to the side so I can work it better
Fifteen inch up in my palm, plus, I can work the presser
I should be gone and clear by the time they're freein' Terra
She gave me so much brain, I'm on the verge of bein' clever
Beat it better, I'll give it to S, loose, tap it, squeeze it better
I was locked up, from her, I didn't see a letter
I know I rap, but if I get a drop, I'm on whatever
She can get her makeup on my Calvin Klein, but not my sweater
Remember I was trappin', used to flex with my boss's cheddar
Money over bitches, you chase women, I chase mozzarella
But I got women that eat me and they wanna arch forever
They don't know that when I ride with mine, I hit the target hella

[Chorus]
What's a quarter ticket? Boy, I'm tryna make a million
You've been on like a hundred glides and never done no drillings
Finessed a few, so if I want that, gotta pay for dinners
They never pay and that's one reason why I hate opinions
Free my niggas jammed, still get money, that don't make no difference
Difference is when them niggas locked, they don't make no figures
Bitch, I got so much hoes, losin' you don't make no difference
I got beef with so much niggas, beefin' you don't make no difference

No Difference

Dave Flow

DAY DATE
#clavish #daydate #clavishdaydate #rapgameawful #ukrap #ukdrill #rap #drill #freestyle #flow #nodifference #4ofus #publicfigure #greece
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It wasn't me, I don't know the shit, fam
Me and Crash, you know the pressure
I used to be broke, remember?
Should I cop the Day Date or the Dweller?
.45, this is not a Beretta
Drop the roof, the pen', then the weather
Strokin' it slow, makin' her wetter
All of my hoes push P for pleasure
It wasn't me, I don't know the shit, fam
Me and Crash, you know the pressure
I used to be broke, remember?
Should I cop the Day Date or the Dweller?
.45, this is not a Beretta
Drop the roof, the pen', then the weather
Strokin' it slow, makin' her wetter
All of my hoes push P for pleasure

I hate on the ones, I hit from the shells, [?] girl, don't be silly
They say I ain't puttin' no work, the man there got more jokes than Chunkz and Filly
Two rambo knives, and three machines in the car, that's risky
Bro bro protectin' himself, protected too 'cause he got the thingy
If rap don't work, it ain't back to the drawin' board, it's back to servin'
WiFi on the plane, but she wanna argue, I told her, "I got no service"
I said I'll buy my mum a crib before I buy a bitch a bag
I'm guilty, 'cause if I'm in the wrong, I'm due to buy some shoes and purses
My nigga don't play for Chelsea, he's always with Reece James and Mason Mount
My come up was real, I used to get spots on my face from Jamie's couch
A nine of each, I'ma tag that down, pray feds don't run up in Jamie's house
I can do Day Dates now, told my youngin if it ain't a K, don't count
Told my Brentwood one, "Sit down," she got more attitude than Chloe Brockett
Mason just phoned me, said, "I'm in the charts again, but I'm not even bothered"
Remember, never had [?] fit in your hand, tell NB, "Bring out the shotty"
That could've been a GBH case, that was years ago, and I'm still not sorry
Interview room, not sayin'
Been a stubborn yute since [?]
Burn the jam, shit, now I gotta put blades in backs even though I'm famous
C-L-A-V, so she want a taste
Nah, I'm not takin' her out, I don't go on dates
Especially ones in the day, unless that's forty racks for the face

It wasn't me, I don't know the shit, fam
Me and Crash, you know the pressure
I used to be broke, remember?
Should I cop the Day Date or the Dweller?
.45, this is not a Beretta
Drop the roof, the pen', then the weather
Strokin' it slow, makin' her wetter
All of my hoes push P for pleasure
It wasn't me, I don't know the shit, fam
Me and Crash, you know the pressure
I used to be broke, remember?
Should I cop the Day Date or the Dweller?
.45, this is not a Beretta
Drop the roof, the pen', then the weather
Strokin' it slow, makin' her wetter
All of my hoes push P for pleasure

Day Date

100MPH FREESTYLE X3
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Yo, I love my life, but I hate it at the same time
I lost my close friend, and I'm hurtin' 'cause it's not fair
If I was still shottin' where you shot, you couldn't shot there
Said she can't stand me, someone tell her cop chairs
And how much Dior runners I got that I do not wear
Colombia's down for the thirty, and he's not scared
His wrist works, been through more whips than Top Gear
A real one's hard to find, a bad bitch is not rare
You ain't hit your opp block, but you been hittin' your girl
My P-U-B's a quarter mill in the mail
I'll make it further than you, why? 'Cah I'm willin' to fail
Even if that means sittin' in jail
Oh well, I bought a car for my little sis', a Dinger for the gang
We cut ties with niggas that sing, but it's different where you hang
Went from Corsas to Corse, but it's different in the Lamb'
I try chest shot, he blocked it, so I chinged him in his hand
No, I don't see eye to eye with them silly little tramps
I'll probably still put my blacks on with a milli' in the bank
With a milli' on my wrist, and a million in cash
I'll sleep better when I hear turned into some ash
My manager says I'm stupid for still rollin' with a scram
I hate explainin' myself and I don't think he'll understand
Got, got the same day that he was trollin' on the 'Gram
Your violations get slept on, cah you're no one in your camp
I'm top two, and it's been that, lil' bro can't fight to save his life
But with his knife, they might give you a shit bag
Might give you a bad day or give your mum bad news
My hoodie cost a bag three, my runners cost a bag two
Pussy just chat static
Fuckin' on his BM, got her breathin' like she asthmatic
Leave him with a face scar, so you can see my shank damage
He ain't worth turnin' cabbage
I can make the yola vanish, bring it back, crack magic
Four pipe, my whip fartin', can't bring Dimma Hatton Garden
Last time we did, he try pop a chain disregardin'
Niggas tryna sign out early, but I'm in regardless
'Cause if I slip one time, that could be the darkest moment
Paid fifty for my watch, I'll pay more for his head back
All my hoes holdin' grudges, 'cause I ain't givin' head back
The same day you buy it, same day you gotta test that
I ain't lookin' after yours, cah I ain't tryna be a stepdad
Been a shiesty yout way before I ever had sex, ahk
If I give you back half, then I beg you just respect that
Beg you don't call my phone like Ciian, can't get the rest back
Before major comebacks, there's always minor setbacks
If you don't grind, I'll assume nothin's what you wanna be
Hoes see me on the menu, and say "Course, that's what I wanna eat
'Course that's what I wanna beat, " for me, she's a proper freak
Give me jaw and ride my dick properly
Apart from waps, I'm tryna invest into some property
And stay away from guys that think life's a game, Monopoly
One-hundred racks in jewels, you're basically the lottery
To bring my niggas on tour, they don't know what it's costin' me
Tell my AR, "Bring the woosh"
Them Rick Owen boots, the quickest way for her to shush
I already got the puss', a little pull, a little push
He started runnin' off, he only saw my bally and my hood
I got so much of it, my cousins think I've got a pattern with Celine
And that I'm lyin', when I say that I do no get it for free
You would think my watch is in jail, my AP's on the freeze

100mph Freestyle x3

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CLICK OF MY FINGERS
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[Intro]
(JJ, what you tellin' me, fam?)
(Ayy, Minxy, you goated)
Yo

[Verse 1]
**** suckin' my dick, but doin' it wrong, now I gotta sue that
She says she don't want me no more, that's calm, it's nothin' to get me the new lap
I was makin' a Snap', Crash chattin' 'bout wettings, now I gotta mute that
And I robbed Mar Mar, but that's nothin' new, I been robbin' guys since I was a yout' man
I just got a drop, I'm not gonna ask if you're comin' or not
I fly girls that's not where I'm from, I hit from behind and she cummin' on top
Phone my phone if they're coppin' a rock
I weren't upset not winnin' a MoBo, I've won bigger awards like top goal-scorer for the block
Huh, handwritin' printed, the windows tinted
Revolver new, but the shotgun vintage, unlimitеd linkage
If I end up doin' a drill in my Dior coat, I'm not gonna bin this
I've orchеstrated drills just with the click of my fingers
Now she slippin' her knickers
Her lips were made for suckin', natural pattern, ain't got any fillers
Back then, used to risk it, two feet, ten toes, never had any dinners
And step with the kitchen, that was mummy's, never had any spinners
Drippin', my winter coat's gonna cost you two to do up the zippers
When bro got nicked for the M, I weren't involved and still got the shivers
No matter the time or weather, crackheads know I'll get it delivered
She grew up in a good home, I don't know why her type's drug dealers and drillers
[Chorus]
The pack just came in, but I'ma get that gone by the click of my fingers
Whatever they offer, I make them times it twice by the click of my fingers
A baby nine, three-two'll spin, get pressed by the click of my fingers
I'm not in her good books, still drop to her knees by the click of my fingers
The pack just came in, but I'ma get that gone by the click of my fingers
Whatever they offer, I make them times it twice by the click of my fingers
A baby nine, three-two'll spin, get pressed by the click of my fingers
I'm not in her good books, still drop to her knees by the click of my fingers

[Verse 2]
Don't you hate when the mash starts clickin'?
Heard **** the baddest boy on the block, bet me and bro turn that victim
Oh, you think 'cause I'm rappin' I won't put on my black 'cause I'm turnin' twisted?
Oh, you think that I'm cappin'? What happened when I caught **** slippin'?
Cut ties if I hear one of my ones snitchin'
I know big homes' intentions pitchin'
Not on a bench, I'm where the pitch is
Or I'm inside of one of them man's bitches
Probably those Golden Boys, still up to mischief
Told her, "Don't tell your friends you're holdin' a mash for me, that's none of their business"

[Chorus]
The pack just came in, but I'ma get that gone by the click of my fingers
Whatever they offer, I make them times it twice by the click of my fingers
A baby nine, three-two'll spin, get pressed by the click of my fingers
I'm not in her good books, still drop to her knees by the click of my fingers
The pack just came in, but I'ma get that gone by the click of my fingers
Whatever they offer, I make them times it twice by the click of my fingers
A baby nine, three-two'll spin, get pressed by the click of my fingers
I'm not in her good books, still drop to her knees by the click of my fingers

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