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suffer - grm daily lyrics

[intro: tion wayne]
yo (baow, baow, baow)
(aod)
baow (baow, baow, baow)
boom
mh*mm, yo (baow, baow, baow)

[chorus: tion wayne]
big back and i don’t want this sh*t
she make it slap like she don’t even care (mh*mm)
snitch boy, get run out of here (boom)
f*ck that, get the f*ck out of here (ayy, ayy)
these internet guys best suffer
they can’t even defend their brudda
see in real life, can’t even lock eyes
comin’ like stevie wonder
[verse 1: giggs]
turn off the lights and park up, switch off the engine (skrrt)
we might’ve started that but this ain’t the endin’, yeah
you can’t depend on him ’cause he ain’t defending (nah)
and he ain’t in pension, but that “free it” assemblin’ (mmm)
listened to your album twice and here go the review, yeah
we don’t believe that sh*t, no, we don’t believe you (haha)
you should delete that sh*t, that sh*t need a redo (yeah)
i’m here with tion wayne so we gon’ relieve you (sheesh)

[verse 2: tion wayne]
from the 9 but we came with giggs
sippin’ on cîroc with the shiv
girl, i’m free in the doctored fibs
i don’t give a f*ck what you think
pull up, fill up the glock in a blink
you lit up the block in a glimpse
they see me, he shocked in this ring
we with it, we with it, we mop all the prints

[verse 3: giggs]
timeout, it’s back to benches (yeah)
just grab a baseball bat (bat) and smash them senseless (smash)
just pour that champagne out and splash my dentures
and no one wants to hear your wack adventures
too disrespectful, and that’s offensive
the target on you, your back’s expensive
she’s mad intense, i’m apprehensive (yeah)
a quiet exit, but smashin’ entrance
[chorus: tion wayne]
big back and i don’t want this sh*t (baow, baow)
she make it slap like she don’t even care (boom)
snitch boy, get run out of here (mh*mm)
f*ck that, get the f*ck out of here (baow, baow)
these internet guys best suffer (grrt, grrt)
they can’t even defend their brudda
see in real life, can’t even lock eyes
comin’ like stevie wonder (baow, baow, baow)

[verse 4: tion wayne]
about, come outside?
told my young boy, “better bring the gun outside”
my one love up cry
made him stay home way before quarantine
chattin’ to his wifey, she want come ’round
didn’t like me, she want to cum now
brudda tried to fright me, you got gunned down
if they come down ‘ere, they get ran down (baow)

[verse 5: giggs & tion wayne]
just up and i’m over
bare weed in the room (yeah) i f*ck with the odour (yeah)
i’m back on the rollercoaster, come back when you’re older (haha)
some yak and a coca*cola, i’ll back man a joker (ah)
i got a leng ting from angola, body shaped like coca*cola
on my life, had weight on my shoulder
so nowadays, i stay a loner
when i sleep, i’m makin’ my racks
got to thank god i ain’t in the trap
done man fave’, they ain’t have my back
edmonton boss, tion wayne, that’s a fact
send me the matches
you see when i catch him, we’re swingin’ them axes (mmm)
checking my dm, it’s really a catfish
p*ssy on tap, we’re swimmin’ in crutches (sheesh)
[chorus: tion wayne]
big back and i don’t want this sh*t (baow, baow)
she make it slap like she don’t even care (boom)
snitch boy, get run out of here (mh*mm)
f*ck that, get the f*ck out of here (baow, baow)
these internet guys best suffer
they can’t even defend their brudda
see in real life, can’t even lock eyes
comin’ like stevie wonder (baow, baow, baow)

[verse 6: giggs]
them logistics say that they s*d*stic, yeah
if you front on man, straight ballistics
names they’re listin’ down, just ain’t realistic
and she says, ”i’m not wife, but make me a mistress”
turn off the lights and park up, switch off the engine
these n*ggas failed to fly, but giggs ain’t a penguin
hollowman’s ride or die, but i’m sick of rememberin’
yeah, movie time and this sh*t’s only renderin’
man’s mad at the mobsters, chicks grab up my boxers
suit case full of drip, my baggage obnoxious (ha, ha, ha)
i’m sat in the office, just baggin’ the offers
got sat right across from these savage imposters

[chorus: tion wayne]
big back and i don’t want this sh*t (baow, baow)
she make it slap like she don’t even care (boom)
snitch boy, get run out of here (mh*mm)
f*ck that, get the f*ck out of here (baow, baow)
these internet guys best suffer
they can’t even defend their brudda
see in real life, can’t even lock eyes
comin’ like stevie wonder (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

[outro]
baow

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