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not yet - molatov lyrics

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[intro]
i told my bro man, i told my bro
i was in the club
and her exes, they keep staring at us, bro
like she’s not yours anymore, brother
she’s not yours my guy

yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah

[verse]
yeah, yeah imma rassclart sinner
all my n*ggas know bout waps and dingers
pull up in the cut, watch it sing like sza
all my n*ggas know bout’ sam’s and spinners

i’m in all blue like princ*p*l skinner
i been eating instrumentals like dinner
chattin on the gang, i turn to a swinger
heat up the pyrex, watch the pot simmer
and i could put the p*ssy*on*thames like clipper
four or five guys tryna buss that trigger
i devise lies that make me a winner
and i defy size when i buss that spinner

south side n*gga
only show love when the pack got bigger
east side baby, london raised me
and we got corn in the mash no gravy but

[chorus]
not yet not yet not yet
not yet not yet not yet
not yet not yet not yet
i could pull up in the rolls or the coupe corvette

not yet not yet not yet
not yet not yet not yet
not yet not yet not yet
i could pull up in the rolls or the coupe corvette

not yet not yet not yet
not yet not yet not yet
not yet not yet not yet
did you wife that gyal, i told brad not yet
not yet not yet not yet
not yet not yet not yet
not yet not yet not yet
not yet not yet not yet

[verse]
and i’m way to cold like norway
all my n*ggas slap corn in broad day
bro bro move white, no torquay
and this rambo cutting thru ya north face

and this rambo ready for the madness
make man lie down, no mattress
and i keep that metal like a magnet
yeah i been up on the grind tryna practice

been up on the grind tryna practice
n*ggas steady known for the rhyming and acting
been up on the grind tryna grab this
now my name known up in hackney and acton

n*ggas steady known for the b*tchin
but i keep the rammy on my waist like the lich king
i can’t ever leave with a witness
four four corn now he minding his business
[chorus]
not yet not yet not yet
not yet not yet not yet
not yet not yet not yet
did you wife that gyal i told brad not yet

not yet not yet not yet
not yet not yet not yet
not yet not yet not yet
did you wife that gyal i told brad not yet

not yet not yet not yet
not yet not yet not yet
not yet not yet not yet
did you wife that gyal i told brad not yet

not yet not yet not yet
not yet not yet not yet
not yet not yet not yet
not yet not yet not yet

- molatov lyrics

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