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tekkers (oh well) - ets lyrics

[verse 1]
i don’t have time for no washed mcs
i roll with three man like ygg
if it ain’t saint, pk or ls
then i’m with big zuu or ajt
i might be in the blue with nov
or up in the blocks with kane and dee
i might be in the trap with deb
or up in radio, i’m sh-lling down beats, i
got tekkers on my squad like eden
gyal give me facetime, i don’t beat ’em
no sleep, up late, i be scheming
me and wife send shots like [?]
it’s a hazard if man wan’ beef me
it doesn’t even matter if a don’s real greazy
i’ll catch man slipping like stevie
[?] man move speedy

[hook]
came on the set, got shegged, oh well, you
got no wheel, still begged, oh well, you
don’t like ets’ flow, oh well, but you
took man in, now you rate, i can tell
you came on the set, no texts, oh well, you
got no wheel, still texts, oh well, you
don’t like ets’ flow, oh well, but you
took man in, now you rate, i can tell

[verse 2]
i don’t have time for the washed up tramps
i’m bunning bare zoots, ain’t talking to frank
man wanna come try bar with the new kid
till i start sending bare shots at you man
your bars are too weak, can’t par with my gang
bars are too strong, liff up a fan
your flow is too swag, can’t sh-ll it like man
my flow’s a pumpy, won’t ever see a jam, i
got tekkers on my squad like neymar
got blades in my hand like vega
[?] man ah trap ’em up later
direct hit, i hit shots with my laser
stink pack crem cheese like quaver
your bars sh-t, real z like kaila
i don’t play games like sega
grabbed it, smashed that, i’m a brick-breaker

[verse 3]
i don’t have time for no washed up crooks
i roll with two man like double and foots
man wanna upload pictures, par and ting
i go war with my hand on my jook
i’m handling paper, ain’t holding a book
i’m f-cking man’s gyal, ain’t even shook
i’m smashing out draws, ain’t gotta look
i’m bunning two packs, ain’t rolling with suge, i
got tekkers on my squad like schneider
gyal give me peng blows, i don’t like her
no sleep, up late, i ain’t tired
me and dee getting shots on the lyca
it’s a hazard if man wan’ try us
it doesn’t even matter if a don wan’ fight us
i’ll poke man till he gets virus
bare soft mcs, dem man sidewards

- ets lyrics

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