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passenger side (remix) - rv lyrics

intro: rv
yo!

hook: rv
passenger side on my best friends ride told bro go wind these tints (wind them)
three*two spins just fill to the brim got t**th gone bite his skin (boom!)
head, kneck, back, or torso, only i won’t hit a thousand limbs (only)
latex gloves when i rise my ting no time for wiping prince (no time)
passenger side on my best friends ride told bro go wind these tints (quickly)
three*two spins just fill to the brim got t**th gone bite his skin (boom!)
head, neck, back, or torso i won’t hit a thousand limbs (only)
latest gloves when i rise my ting no time for wiping prince (sho!)

verse 1: rv
i got bad bs taking nudes (badders) bust that open amazing view (amazing)
my side ting knows that im a savage it gets me mad when she says that im cute
two fat t**th in the bruck back shotgun coming like a sabre*tooth (boom)
way before rap i was famous bore dem guys and i made dem news (ching, ching) (ching, ching)
im tired of chasin yutes (tired) i just wanna ching man down until his eyes close like asian yutes (ha*ha)
rv can’t make no truce (never!) pull up aim and shoot (bang!) straights ms no attempts in the nine
skengs in the ride with the safety loose (loose) it started with 8s and qs
now i make grubs fly like i just drunk red bull (fly) mask on my face like deadpool long pump in the car no petrol (long one)
my new strap came on main condition but none of this smoke ain’t meant full i said my new strap came on main condition but none of this smoke ain’t meant full (get it!)
i can wind that window and aim dat pole (aim dat) or be the getaway driver either way i’ma play my role (skrrrt)
if i get bagged with the ting (what?) dats rv back on the wing (p*ssed) with plastic plates and bowl free bradz its starting to take its toll
verse 2: bradz
skirrt, skirrt
passenger side and my fingers itching , twitching fours got thoughts and it’s kicking, spit him crocodile t**th on the spin ting
as i young boy all i knew was fishing, swishing, swing and rip through stitching, i need stitching little victim (nerd) my bally weren’t straight so i fixed it can’t get clocked by the cams or witness ring, trap calls and my mums got me squinting (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) wait, just land and the grams just need liftin
fl!ck of the wrist thinners are whippin , can’t stand the heat, stay out the kitchen
two man runnin equip like cricket aiming at heads , no wickets (bow, bow), don’t like outside in your ride or will do up your fours like biscuits

verse 3: kush
yo!
on the o where everything nice (nice, nice)
still gotta slap carbine glide gotta past my drive, passenger side real stir i gotta make dat fry (fry)
double up steppin out with bine im a tour on the block three blocks in one night (gang, gang) nuttin but civils in sight i spun dat block next day bro poked up a guy (skrrt)
i ain’t tellin no lie i’ve been to the block once or twice but been countless times funny you can’t run from bine how you pushin your slime let it beat from the passenger side
no! i ain’t no tellin lies i’ve been outside got waps that are different size which ones do i like? (which one?) fools of the green takin pic i ain’t fussy type

verse 4: lowkey
yi*yo
mi darg no wind dem f*ck
man caught dem rising up
hit the block then light it up (light it)
hit the bine then bite him up (barrghh)
let the bine dem bite em him (barrghh)
one by one we on try lift up (barrghh)
make sure they can’t get up
that’s why they got your back
passenger side and my best friend ride
driven then road than make can’t fly (fly!)
which opp block will you go up on tonight?
whoever outside they mean for a fry
step on the o when everything nice
free up my kweng had em lock up inside (free up!)
boom bye*bye! the whole dey asked who did i fry?
hook: rv
passenger side on my best friends ride told bro go wind these tints (wind them)
three*two spins just fill to the brim got t**th gone bite his skin (boom!)
head, kneck, back, or torso, only i won’t hit a thousand limbs (only)
latex gloves when i rise my ting no time for wiping prince (no time)
passenger side on my best friends ride told bro go wind these tints (quickly)
three*two spins just fill to the brim got t**th gone bite his skin (boom!)
head, neck, back, or torso i won’t hit a thousand limbs (only)
latest gloves when i rise my ting no time for wiping prince (sho!)

- rv lyrics

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