hoods hottest - frxxer lyrics
[verse]
you’ve never made four nines disappear quick like magic
that’s thirty*six a whole, swerving in and out of traffic
tryna make my money long so i stretch it like elastic
throw it back on my d*ck and she don’t do gymnastics
said she likes the way i hustle and calls me attractive
you’re bad like tommy, i’m a boss like st. patrick
yeah you score goals but you ain’t ever seen a hat trick
you’re lying to the girls, yeah you shoulda been an actress
used to rock george rags, now it’s foreigns in the fabrics
my bros move mad, i ain’t being sarcastic
yeah your fella’s in a&e, ah that’s tragic
when you keep telling ’em you’ve gotta find that balance
same time i’m in the trap, got her doing mathematics
weighing up my food and she thinks it’s romantic
i just showed her how to bag it, might be tracy or janet
twelve bills on my jacket, class a’s in the packet
and you know i stay trapping, cali weed what i’m strapping
cocaine what i’m slanging, in the ginnel with an addict
any drug the food’ll vanish, call me f it’s fantastic
the weed i backstrap it, in the ginnel with an addict
so i’m working off of mashes, you can’t tell me bout trapping
cah i seen that struggle so i really do hustle
skinny yute, no muscle but i’ll still hold a tussle
if you really wanna rumble, from a yute i’ve been in and out of trouble
i’m posted in the flats cah you know i’ve gotta juggle
in the sun or in the rain, while my feet are in the puddles
i’m just tryna find the missing pieces to complete the puzzle
you know i stack foreign, i’m branded like russell
need a few z’s so i’m grabbing me a couple
gotta get the flips in and make my money double
ringing on a night, she wants d*ck, no cuddles
i hit him in his face and i f*cked up my knuckles
but i’m sonic when the sales are wanting a couple
£20 top*up for my t phone bundles
around green trees like a forest or a jungle
and i love how my white girl locks like rapunzel
sweeping up like meekz but i’m using a shovel
legit or illegal, either way i’ve gotta hustle
rusty browning in the back of my shuttle
audi s*line, max speed with the duffle
dottys in the bag, don’t panic, stay humble
sweet trap boy, you know my apple don’t crumble
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