RRR

(Nathaniel London)

Don't pree the jewels and think
You can play games (Don't do it)
I get gunpowder on a day date (Baow)
44 spinnin' as usual, still want an AK (AK)
Me and bro like Filly and Chunkz (Chunkz)
But we still tryna fling him in blunts
(Blunts) twenty-two bricks of cookies
Still tryna see a man runtz (Cali)
Fire the four and go
(Nyoom) , push up the score, I hope (Hope)
Pree them outside off Floke, bro got
A leg then a head, that's growth
(Better) i got dirty, I got blow (Blow)
I wanna shirt him and he knows (Yes)
Barbeque settings and we don't need coal
Countin' the wettins, I'm lookin' like Rose
(Rose) had to do it like all of the bros
But if it's like "Peewee
You gotta get closе" (Yuck)
It's the main roads, so if I go
It's lookin' like soch' (Ah)
Taped up shh, that was way back thеn
We was doin' it bait back then
With a shotgun, pump, and trey back then

Ay, done it like a parking warden
Ping that windshield, fuck that finance
(Woi-woi-woi) you wan' send man coin 'cah
They done it on binance
My young apes got brolic in jail
Was in class with shottys and nails
(Now what you sayin)
But the MAC 10's suttin' like Sonic and Tails
HS swing round for the one time D
I ain't even gotta tell 'em I'm horny
Mum found man's knives way too many times
I ain't even gotta tell her it's warry
Shout my brudda Capone
Niggas on the run eatin', that's Nore
I'm with K or K, salt bae man to the bone
They salty
Would've thought that I send man shop
For the sweets, for the 45 corn to send man
(Baow, baow, baow, baow)
Left man covered in blood like Tempman
We let them man stunt when we M man
I just high-five bro and the skengman
I know trench babies from the trenches
In a black trenchcoat tryna drench man

They say all I do is talk 'bout the
Dot dot, we got it lock, stock
Colours and whatnot
I could never try get him down with
A one pop, add another one shot
Never been a one pop
Two hands on the ting, I'm steady like Headie
I'll kill my friend if he snitched like Melly
I'll bill my spliff then go to beddy
I'll be chuffed next mornin' if
I see him on telly
'Member that time when I beat two corn
In the opp on his block? Now
I bet he weren't ready (Boy, boy)
'Member the time when my youngen had a
Madness, I gave him a shank
And his hands turned jelly?
Have you heard an M10 on repeat just
Beatin' and beatin' and beatin' and beatin'?
Have you ever cheffed man point black
Civilian screamin', "He's bleedin'
He's bleedin', he's bleedin'"
(He's bleedin') no, I think you fuckin' did
Goddy beat that ting wid a rusty pin
I was up close live when I clutched on him
I ain't seen another nigga on
A rucksack ting like me
Corn lickin' off on the mains, I speed
Faceshot, now his mum can't ID
Matter fact, don't mind me
(Ayy, don't mind, ayy, ayy)