4 OF US (FEATURING. YOUNGS TEFLON, RIMZEE, TINY BOOST)
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Mummy raised a good yute, but I'm bad like my surname Jackson
Fifty cent coins in this hand gun (Baow)
You ever heard the MAC ring? Ain't nothing like a Samsung
And we was making snow fall way before Damson
Classmates turnt wet, they underneath the drier (Brr)
How they singing like Mariah? Turned the hood into a choir (How?)
Told mum "I'm going church", I was handing out them flyers
I'm talking bout them samples, felt like Marlo in The Wire (Now, whatchu say, youngs?)
These niggas like mine, I ain't met too many (Uh-uh)
Lay a finger on my dreads, they gon' get the sеmi
Uptown nights had me sweating Henny
Lеft with Jenny, gave me deep throat, I gave her Ben & Jerry's
Catch me in the burbs, I'm just swerving through the lanes (Mm)
Got it overseas, my Cuban links ain't a chain (Uh-uh)
She asked me what I'm on, I said, "World domination"
'Cause me and my thoughts are like Pinky and the Brain
And niggas know the codes, don't come outside without your bally
Stoney on the island, but you know we smoking Cali
Out in Santorini in the villa, I'm with Sally
By the seashores, I sold shells to the catties (Who did it?)
Me and akh done it twice, we're pending on a triple (Verb)
XRP, we're tryna let the coin ripple (Grrt)
I part it with the twin barrels, that's a double dribble (Rimz, my brudda)
Pockets full of sweets (Uh), these ain't Harribos or Skittles (Yo)
I just wanna eat Benihanas (I do)
Miss seven summers, shit I had to do for these Balenciagas (Ucks)
I make it look lit, but it's been hard
Got rich off a SIM card (Brr), pull strings, no guitar
Outside was frying like dumplings (It was), but I couldn't come in (Never)
Took mad L's, but I won big (Facts)
Baguettes in the ring for all them years on the wing (Ah)
I hope Allah forgive me for my sins (Inshallah)
In them streets, I'm certi (Ah)
Tryna get a body on this ting, ain't going Turkey (Grrah)
Had me queuing up for servery (Facts)
The hood raised me, block boy before JB
My come up was serious, JME (It was)
It's hard to think about streaming
Got niggas doing life on some street shit
And niggas that ain't breathing
I remember going dances with big Glocks
Sixty for the wrist watch, these niggas dancing on TikTok
Known for getting trappy and taping off roads (I am)
(Tiny Boost Verse)
[Verse 4: Clavish]
I can't stop Suedey from making songs about killing
I ain't gotta follow or double tap, I'm still hitting
In the station but this time for something that I didn't
In the booth, only time you might hear me try singing
My youngen back in the block, serving days, three nickings
I ain't hit her since I hit, I ain't tripping
Me, I hate cats but I make sure that I provide for my kittens
You ain't ever had two spinners kissing, not twinning
Might put her in YSL, pissed I'm on the phone to her less than my clientele
Tagging up a nine, I can do it with my aisle scales
Feds thought Crash lined it up
And that's why they said no when he applied for bail
When the bag's orange, only time I'm tryna take a L
Waste of money 'cah I ain't even gonna do my bail
I ain't tryna ride with no niggas scared to do the jail
If you get caught, he might do the tales
Yo, I was robbing phones way before I started fucking girls
Mum asked why I'm selling crack 'cah it fucking sells
Firearms, what I'ma buy before I pay for nails
I got ten-tens from Liverpool to A-T-L
Used to rob older niggas, never used to shoplift
I jump on the stage and my fans doing mosh pits
Them niggas don't like me cah I really does this
My nigga done it bait and got busted, free him up

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4 Of Us (feat. Youngs Teflon, Rimzee & Tiny Boost)

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

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