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Suffer [TMU Urban Acapella] [Dirty]
Giggs & Tion Wayne
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Yo (baow, baow, baow)
(AoD)
Baow (baow, baow, baow)
Boom
Mh-mm, yo (baow, baow, baow)
Big back, and I don't want this shit
She make it slap like she don't even care (mh-mm)
Snitch boy, get run out of here (boom)
Fuck that, get the fuck out of here (ayy, ayy)
These internet guys best suffer
They can't even defend their brudda
See in real life, can't even lock eyes
Comin' like Stevie Wonder
Turn off the lights and park up, switch off the engine (skrrt)
We might've started that, but this ain't the endin', yeah
You can't depend on him 'cause he ain't defending (nah)
And he ain't in pension, but that "Free it" assemblin' (mmm)
Listened to your album twice and here go the review, yeah
We don't believe that shit, no, we don't believe you (haha)
You should delete that shit, that shit need a redo (yeah)
I'm here with Tion Wayne so we gon' relieve you (sheesh)
From the 9 but we came with Giggs
Sippin' on CIROC with the shiv
Girl, I'm free in the doctored fibs
I don't give a fuck what you think
Pull up, fill up the Glock in a blink
You lit up the block in a glimpse
They see me, he shocked in this ring
We with it, we with it, we mop all the prints
Timeout, it's back to benches (yeah)
Just grab a baseball bat (bat) and smash them senseless (smash)
Just pour that champagne out and splash my dentures
And no one wants to hear your wack adventures
Too disrespectful, and that's offensive
The target on you, your back's expensive
She's mad intense, I'm apprehensive (yeah)
A quiet exit, but smashin' entrance
Big back, and I don't want this shit (baow, baow)
She make it slap like she don't even care (boom)
Snitch boy, get run out of here (mh-mm)
Fuck that, get the fuck out of here (baow, baow)
These internet guys best suffer (grrt, grrt)
They can't even defend their brudda
See in real life, can't even lock eyes
Comin' like Stevie Wonder (baow, baow, baow)
About, come outside?
Told my young boy, "Better bring the gun outside"
My one love up cry
Made him stay home way before quarantine
Chattin' to his wifey, she want come 'round
Didn't like me, she want to cum now
Brudda tried to fright me, you got gunned down
If they come down 'ere, they get ran down (baow)
Just up and I'm over
Bare weed in the room (yeah) I fuck with the odour (yeah)
I'm back on the rollercoaster, come back when you're older (haha)
Some Yak and a Coca-Cola, I'll back man a Joker (ah)
I got a leng ting from Angola, body shaped like Coca-Cola
On my life, had weight on my shoulder
So nowadays, I stay a loner
When I sleep, I'm makin' my racks
Got to thank God I ain't in the trap
Done man fave', they ain't have my back
Edmonton boss, Tion Wayne, that's a fact
Send me the matches
You see when I catch him, we're swingin' them axes (mm)
Checking my DM, it's really a catfish
Pussy on tap, we're swimmin' in crutches (sheesh)
Big back, and I don't want this shit (baow, baow)
She make it slap like she don't even care (boom)
Snitch boy, get run out of here (mh-mm)
Fuck that, get the fuck out of here (baow, baow)
These internet guys best suffer
They can't even defend their brudda
See in real life, can't even lock eyes
Comin' like Stevie Wonder (baow, baow, baow)
Them logistics say that they sadistic, yeah
If you front on man, straight ballistics
Names they're listin' down, just ain't realistic
And she says, "I'm not wife, but make me a mistress"
Chopping the car lights on, switch on the engine
These niggas failed to fly, but Giggs ain't a penguin
Hollowman's ride or die, but I'm sick of rememberin'
Yeah, movie time and this shit's only renderin'
Man's mad at the mobsters, chicks grab up my boxers
Suitcase full of drip, my baggage obnoxious (ha, ha, ha)
I'm sat in the office, just baggin' the offers
Got sat right across from these savage imposters
Big back, and I don't want this shit (baow, baow)
She make it slap like she don't even care (boom)
Snitch boy, get run out of here (mh-mm)
Fuck that, get the fuck out of here (baow, baow)
These internet guys best suffer
They can't even defend their brudda
See in real life, can't even lock eyes
Comin' like Stevie Wonder (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Baow
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