Too Late

Lyrics:

You already know, what is going on
My flow is so cold, so we turn it up
You already know, what is going on
My flow is so cold, so we turn it up

Shawty like a biker, how she riding on the dick, woah
Go hard in the paint, then I’m going hard with the ink, woah
They want what I got from the diamonds up to the mink, woah
Reef is in the building, do it bigger than you think, woah
Made it to the top, see me count up the bands with it
Ever since the pandemic, been ripping the damn city, yeah
That’s a damn pity, like elephants, bitch, we stampeding
You just caught a case, now you locked up because you can’t beat it
Beat it up, beat it up, beat the fucking game, ho
Never to talk to people who throw dirt up on my name, ho
Brett Reef like a shooter, and he knows the fucking aim, ho
If you making trash, I put you right back where you came, ho

You already know, what is going on
My flow is so cold, so we turn it up
You already know, what is going on
My flow is so cold, so we turn it up

Turn it, turn it, turn it up, see, we came to burn it up
See me in the whip, that motherfucker, he be swerving, huh
That bitch in the trunk? I’m going Stan cause she deserve it, huh
And I guess no one’s perfect, huh, yeah, I serve it up
Damn, I gotta go straight for the bag
Straight for the mag, we aiming like that
The base in the bag, we play for the Nats
We came wit’ the strap, we taking it back
Aim with the elbow, Dame, dawg
Trick with the stick, don’t play dawg
Whipping the Vette, okay, dawg
Came here to get your name off

You already know, what is going on
My flow is so cold, so we turn it up
You already know, what is going on
My flow is so cold, so we turn it up

Too Late

LONDON!

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