Charged Up
Don't let me charge up
Two quid for this something make you park up
Hands tied eyes open looking star struck
All that wassa in your speech you aint a hard nut
Ill send a soldier like a barber get you mark up
Hard luck
Man I'm lying
I aint ever buss gun before
I aint ever sold tons of raw
I aint ever had to boot off and leave a
Open door
The mandem took the crop and more
Eat green like herbivore
Its murder or
Attempted
Mind who you step with
Probably got a demon sitting chilling in your friends list
Mental
Get the Pyrex the baking soda is essential
Make a bar stretch I turn this Yola into petrol
Send it in a cab or put a nitty in a rental
Putting gold caps in the whopper with no cheese
I blow trees
Went from closed V's to home V's from Oz's
Whole keys I sent OT man its no sleep
Man its not sleep we grow weed
Nigga its evident
Got the Presi on im the President
And its bare food we selling it
You aint my blood type or relative
Food coming shit like a sedative
You niggas irrelevant
Don't let me get the Benz clean up
Kick stand away the ten make a boy lean up
Shawty in the car nasty
Told her put her feet up
I don't even need her
If she hold this beater
I probably never leave her
She my Mona Lisa
Let me go deeper
I got street clientele
Really from the block like Avon and Stringer Bell
I could push a square or send off Cali through the mail
Pushing on a button send a Pagan straight to hell
That's the type of shit that had my nigga in the jail
Two quid for this something make you park up
Hands tied eyes open looking star struck
All that wassa in your speech you aint a hard nut
Ill send a soldier like a barber get you mark up
Hard luck
Man I'm lying
I aint ever buss gun before
I aint ever sold tons of raw
I aint ever had to boot off and leave a
Open door
The mandem took the crop and more
Eat green like herbivore
Its murder or
Attempted
Mind who you step with
Probably got a demon sitting chilling in your friends list
Mental
Get the Pyrex the baking soda is essential
Make a bar stretch I turn this Yola into petrol
Send it in a cab or put a nitty in a rental
Putting gold caps in the whopper with no cheese
I blow trees
Went from closed V's to home V's from Oz's
Whole keys I sent OT man its no sleep
Man its not sleep we grow weed
Nigga its evident
Got the Presi on im the President
And its bare food we selling it
You aint my blood type or relative
Food coming shit like a sedative
You niggas irrelevant
Don't let me get the Benz clean up
Kick stand away the ten make a boy lean up
Shawty in the car nasty
Told her put her feet up
I don't even need her
If she hold this beater
I probably never leave her
She my Mona Lisa
Let me go deeper
I got street clientele
Really from the block like Avon and Stringer Bell
I could push a square or send off Cali through the mail
Pushing on a button send a Pagan straight to hell
That's the type of shit that had my nigga in the jail
Credits
Writer(s): A1 Rico
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