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g-style - ard adz lyrics

[verse 1: ard adz]
so sho, get it on the low low
up and down the hood like a yo-yo
deaths gettin’ so close i’m never in the soho
i’m in and out the traps with my funds like i’m kojo
just a newcomer in the hood, you a mobo
a point four buj, thats a rolo
my darg moves the white he’s a dogo, likkle east locco
jackets in the stone cold, summer time i’m trappin out a polo

[verse 2: ard adz & tizzy trapz]
f-ck the feds, on the run, but i run for days
free rugs easin in the can for days (ruggy)
you think you’re bad, cause you copped a little hand ting akh
uncle ali got some hand grenade
woah, that was just a barter for some, please don’t boom off my yard or for somethin’
f-ck the paygons they just keep talkin’
this f-ckin weed got me sleepwalkin’
i see the p’s callin, you little p-ssies ya spit like rookies
word to mills, last fed chase i was skr’in till i burnt the wheels
p-ssies, you drive like rookies
thirty in the six yeah, its all over
i was clappin 130 on the hard shoulder (skududu)
i see you lookin nerdy in ya marj motor

[chorus x2]
white came, oh lawd
the buj came, so dark
you bought guns that don’t bark
i’m like a flower cause i’m livin with no heart

[verse 3: tizzy trapz]
yo i’m sick of all these time wasters
its like all they do is play around with my patience
i gotta move on point, i don’t like stations
white ting, big booty yeah that’s my favourite (big batty)
her boyfriend can’t afford, she can’t wait for him
she wanna go down south, my d’s bagel king
that’s my n-gga adzy from angeltime
i’m with some chicks i’m tryna score like a ? or ?

[verse 4: tizzy trapz]
have you had a close friend you like two brothers
what about a close friend show their true colours, (snakes)
you turned badman recent, you a newcomer
i wanna buy my mum a range like thats for you mother (for you mum)
look i gotta keep smashin’ the cunch lines
the middle finger in the air, one time for the one time
i’m tryna win, win and win some more
dem mana babies in this ting, they’re premature
born sinner, six driller
can tell you when i used to eat noodles for dinner
(i was broke)
how you share one bottle ten people, trappin ain’t dead mana whippin like vin diesel

[hook x2]
i think i’m money like free money, nitty’s tell me theres old bill about be lucky
(sure)

- ard adz lyrics

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