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no lies - lampz lyrics

[intro]
aye, f-ck the opps man
last time i checked it was us just doing up crashings
pull up, skrr, bang! p-ssy’ole dashing! (p-ssy’ole dashing!)
trust me (break) crashing
free chuckz, aye free up ours
ash, savz, madz, tiny, steeler
free the mandem, free campz

[verse 1: lampz]
like why is the p-ssy’ole talking
got a big thing on me, i’m walking
still doing up heat in the summer
like everybody knows uncs, yeah
uncs be the biggest of runners
still dishing out packs to my runners
nine of my savages is missing, they ain’t gonna see this summer
got poked by your bredrin, that is sh-t
in your tracks that you’ll never mention
i trap while you’re still stuck on pension
still ride out yo in my section
still poke up a n-gga that’s slipping
dipdat, man’s known for the dippings
got woodz in the back of a 125, really tryna do up fishing
how many times do i step round there?
duck man down or he’s missing
man back out my shank on a mad ting (free madz!)
i ain’t really into this fisting
try put my name in a track, man i know you want me to listen
this thing on my wrist, yeah it glissens
three peds at the aves, three peds at the aves
looking for who? you’re mad!
try come to my block, like what man up
and telly, he went and got mad
had man dashing, jump out a four door
125 on the twos, doing crashings
more time i’m lacking, still got the sinners dem dashing
cuh, man’s known for the splashings

[verse 2: ramz]
things in the back, yutes get splashed
now finna hot that sauna
big rucksack, come like dora
blacked out, you can hold a slora
but broski step with smoke and borer
push it through, tryna take what aura
trapline ring, man managing them orders
still du-dishing out rita ora
[?], this is like [?]
still l!ck the kits on all of them corners
ballies on heads, gloves on hands
i ain’t getting grabbed, i ain’t bait
man mish and mash, bro came kway
jug jugging all of this way
if you me in viz, then you might see me jigga j
pull up in cl-ss e, h-lla man run
savz tryna push through waist
scream ks on twos, you’re f-cked
he tried to touch none of my mates
you talk about bottling, bop man stepping
step with weapons, aim at melons
trip on the floor, man i’ma push through denim
skid, skrr, still tryna get round sevens
ten man dashing, or, it could’ve been eleven
free smoke for neeks, man down
opps still know about me, pair in the back, i got things in jeans
dot dot shorter than rizz, splash man, get one for free
splash man, get one for free

[verse 3: ridz]
opp block, fast and furious drive
cabman did a sharp left right now
pull up on the opps already, but watch how they come back round
you mention abdja and trapz, but you ain’t skrr on that wizz all now
get kicked off your bike, feel the tip of my ramz
if i ever hear you’re in town
pull up, pull up on the opps, like look who we’ve found?
little [?] firing, letting off rounds
did i mention he wanted attention, but i can’t beef with clowns
fish and dip him, and that’s another one going down
at the craft and trap, unless you n-ggas willin’ to lounge
before, i knew about trapwork, i confiscated man’s pounds
they’re just clowns, bro got peter and [?]
that’s white and brown, no love round here
n-ggas drop and but they always fall down
face to the floor, have him eating the ground (eat that)
would’ve [?]
ring tone, ring rough, i just love that sound
ring tone, ring rough, i just love that sound

- lampz lyrics

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