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Straight Drop X5
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Fresh off a six year tour
The One after the Four
MULLI
Aite
They try mash up man's life so you know it's only right
That I forward back ASAP and hit em with the FIVE
Straight dropping all this light
Bait and popping all my life
Then them feds built a case and had me doing up time
But I ain't never complain
I got killys doing life
Real life no lies
I been the truth the whole time
I was spitting way back telling them about the grind
Cah I really lived that and they ain't live like I
I been saying I'm the truth then got nicked for what I do
They had me sitting in the cell blowing loud on the loo
I was sitting in the jail had loud coming through
Hella packs coming too, getting hat from a screw
It's still Louis on my kicks, belt, jacket, hat too
These niggas all chatty but ain't chattin what they do
And me I'm really trappy I moved hella mad food
I washed up ah three six then put down seven two
Cah it's only straight drop any time it gets moved
It's TT on the bobs they OD when they shoot
It's 200 hundred on my dash with some cali in my zoot
And I'm flying up so widda baddie for the loot
And then we flying straight back, big rackems in the coupe
That's sixty five racks I stack that in three moon
Then lost sixty five racks with a couple keys too
And then I made it all back with a couple G moves
I got pinched when I was lit sat down for a six
And all now they can't smell me off my eighteen drip
They try fuck a nigga shit, I came back like fuck this
And fuck the whole game up, now I'm on some fuck shit
Cause I ain't rocking with them niggas, I ain't chopping these bitches
Came home to my MULLI, this time bigger dripping
Niggas pissed I ain't quitting, still got killys on drilling
And my drilly in the kitchen just whipped up a chicken
Yeah that trap still kicking and I rap for them figures
Had racks now it's tickets, big fax when I spit it
Know a lion heart nigga widda brain of a pigeon
More time he be tripping, they got him trapped in the system
Brightened up a niggas day and made a baddie send him pictures
Thought that nigga was a G then found out he was a witness
See this game is super vicious
Yah man's ah fuck your mrs
Caught a case cause niggas snitching
And now I'm chilling
But I'm chilling like a villain, on the landing with the villains
The killers and the drillers
The trappers and the nappers
The robbers and the dealers
That's a five man boat
Probably mackerel and some spinners
And that's one man chef'ing up five man's dinners
And it's probably getting whipped in couple kettles and a stingers
And my ahk that chef'd that's in jail for a clippings
It don't get no realer, I've always been a realers
I've always give em facts baby never been a fibbers
These bad b's at me, they know that I'm trappy
I've got spots like acne and I'm straight out of Hackney
See nigga I'm a street kid, I slept where them feins lived
Then ran up in Harrods on a Tuesday with like three quid
Nigga dis how we live
I don't know about his ting but my tings beating
And baddies wanna jeet me in the pasi and she leaking
For you she kinda decent but for me she wanna threesome
I swear I nearly cried making Straight Drop 5
Can't believe I came home and Hypes ain't by my side
What a time to be alive, the MULLI back all litty
I was really outside, had to pay a young price
Ain't nothing to a G man
Free up all the guys and death to all the rats
When I was in the can
First I heard I got crashed then I heard I got splashed
These times I left out the jail house without a scratch!
And now the boy back... back like Gucci
This straight Drop crack like that shit that had Poki
My traps new jack, why you think they call me
MULLI MULLI
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