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are you buzzin - workrate lyrics

[intro]
(can’t dodge this shaving, i know every one of them p*ssyholes faces)
ayy, n*ggas f*cking know
6 gang
(some little fish, they ain’t done sh*t, can’t talk on the 506)
n*ggas f*cking know
(when i put my head for fajr, pray to allah for protection)
(taking in calls and making that prof, then pattern a dinger and skrr on your block)
6, 6, 6, 6

[chorus]
i ain’t scored? are you buzzin’?
shoulda thought, shoulda buffered (they ask)
they ask how many chingings?, i told them man “double digits”
slipped up and hit a civilian, pray that allah can forgive it
slipped up and hit a civilian, pray that allah can forgive it

[verse 1]
every time we ride, it gets risky
mans done if the boydem spin me
straight to the wing like lorenzo insigne (got nicked)
won’t go without with a fight like anthony
slap gear five on the tightest backstreet
i’ll bun it at the feds like [?]
my team come young like ajax
charge like a power bank
they drill rap but won’t risk it
how many times with my rambo leaking?
dripping, back to the hood then bill it (ching, ching)
three rambos and two bl!ckys
me and abz hop out and get cl!cky (boom)
don’t know if it’s an opp or not
nito dish a buck five like is he?
now he looks like his broski izzy
full car to run my sixties
s and tiny don’t wanna miss this (no way)
whitewash the—, some snitches
them boys from the— got evicted (get outta here)
don’t chill on their block, some victims
cah we ride out on a weekly basis (oh sh*t, man)
can’t dodge this shaving, i know every one of them p*ssyholes faces (get man down)
back to the hood, deal with business
say “bank the pack” to my apprentice (ayy, bank that)
then i take him up to my [?]
man run my line from my district
and i know the [?] are listening
tryna connect dots and make pictures
when i put my head for fajr
pray to allah for protection (f*ck the feds)

[chorus]
i ain’t scored? are you buzzin’?
shoulda thought, shoulda buffered (they ask)
they ask how many chingings? (ching)
they ask how many chingings?, i told them man “double digits” (trust)
slipped up and hit a civilian, pray that allah can forgive it
slipped up and hit a civilian, pray that allah can forgive it

[verse 2]
right now, i got writers block
everybody lies in songs and i don’t wanna sound nothin’ like them punks (liars)
them man constantly getting mocked
that could never be my dons
when we don’t ride, get itchy like spots
ramz on my hip and cash in my socks
packing my b*lls and risking a lot
taking in calls and making that prof (what you need?)
then pattern a dinger and skrr on your block (skrr)
free 60, not long on the clocks (free 60)
free lil’ a, the savage got locked (gang sh*t)
if i’m with h, someone’s getting robbed
then link jigga j, man’s billin’ it up (oi, bill it)
uninsured whip, couldn’t give two f*cks
still lurk with a loaded one
bro said “come we glide”, you only gotta say that once
jump in the ride, i make dua, cah i gotta make it home for mum
**** wanna tell and cut with the mandem but we said “nah, that’s long” (nah)
and i don’t wanna f*ck with the pagans, someone tell me what’s going on (d*ckheads)
some little fish, they ain’t done sh*t, can’t talk on the 506
**** was twerking when he got chinged
**** cross*eyed b*tch (ching, ching, ching)
out here with my 60 goons (six, six)
lil’ a love step with smoke (boom)
man glide with up top two (gang sh*t)
and we’re gonna take a trip to stones (yeah)
really tryna turn man zoot
back this smoke, seen twenty man blow (oi, come here)
and arms just made twenty racks this week, no cap, every penny is pro’s (no cap)
whenever i call up d, you know that’s nothing but packs or poles (trust me)
gang sh*t

[chorus]
i ain’t scored? are you buzzin’? (are you high?)
shoulda thought, shoulda buffered (they ask)
they ask how many chingings?, i told them man “double digits”
slipped up and hit a civilian, pray that allah can forgive it
slipped up and hit a civilian, pray that allah can forgive it

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