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Dues ft. Loski

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(Brigades) Evidence in the air, no clues Cah these pigs made my blood bow like Susan I'm still tryna get it like the Jews done On the wing it's mackerels and tunas On the road it's. 30's and Lugers Finesse these broad day bootings Still finesse these broad day bootings (Why you run? Why you run?) All I talk is numbers Skipped a 10 and then I just went to the 9 and 8 I'm still beating attempts in intense I just sipped my beverage My lil bro looking at 7 He got nicked with 6 and a weapon The other one done a drilling Then everyone ran then they gave me high 5 I've been sitting in the can just thinking what's it all for? But I still take risks with the .32 spin, that's life Still put this one leather on a trackie And fling a tenner on uncle Then I fling the next tenner on my Lyca bundle Or 3 stack readies and spend it on skengs and ice Them man ain't putting no work And they ain't stacked nuttin', someone's lying Fly out the ride with the 4's, bet someone's flying I fell in love with the kickback I've come a long way from ridgebacks First phone call's my alarm clock I don't need my alarm on snooze Opps don't wanna see me from the vio But they gotta give the gang their dues How many times did we step on the opp block? Go home burn my trackie and shoes Evidence in the air no clues Cah these pigs made my blood bow like Susan I'm still tryna get it like the Jews done On the wing it's mackerels and tunas On the road it's 30's and Lugers Finesse these broad day bootings Still finesse these broad day bootings Harlem O, there you leave your bros You stepped out with your chinger, why you breezing home? My barbie brown and flirty, bougie Gucci pose Splash and pose, we stepped out tryna Holy Ghost Said they gotta do me but they see me and dash Why the fuck am I beefing these cowards? I still won't 'low him Splash man down, have him wet like he just got showered Shotty long like Eiffel Tower Or Chan Kardash Ting got beat like a dutty slag Noski Loose love splash and brag, bad First phone call's my alarm clock I don't need my alarm on snooze Opps don't wanna see me from the vio But they gotta give the gang their dues How many times did we step on the opp block? Go home burn my trackie and shoes Evidence in the air no clues Cah these pigs made my blood bow like Susan I'm still tryna get it like the Jews done On the wing it's mackerels and tunas On the road it's 30's and Lugers Finesse these broad day bootings Still finesse these broad day bootings First phone call's my alarm clock I don't need my alarm on snooze Opps don't wanna see me from the vio But they gotta give the gang their dues How many times did we step on the opp block? Go home burn my trackie and shoes Evidence in the air no clues Cah these pigs made my blood bow like Susan I'm still tryna get it like the Jews done On the wing it's mackerels and tunas On the road it's 30's and Lugers Finesse these broad day bootings Still finesse these broad day bootings