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marcus rashford - youngs teflon lyrics

[hook]:

my young boys coming like ringers, all of them bigger than me
and they don’t even fight, never keep a ringer on e
scored bare goals last year, got charged up and crashed it
now they’re playing up front, coming like marcus rashford

[verse 1]:

my olders is washed, all they ever showed me was hand tings
and dirty nails, no business no banking
more time i’m all up with cake, and most of my friends are on a landing
cuh they just whack man from behind, come like he’s dead boy, he’s planking
manna put drugs in cling, come like it’s going out of fashion
man still fling corn in the clip, come like it’s going out of p-ssion
money haffi mek or tek, man don’t starve or ration (never)
got my young bull doing up front, coming like marcus rashford
look they don’t want arms, they don’t want fire or smoke, they’re chokey
sleep with a pokey, come with the 6 shot mostly (spin it, spin it)
bro put a yacht master on the wrist, called that one boaty
stretch one hand out the moving steaming window, that’s too smokey
i got too much baggage, i pay a youtman 50 a zed cuh i swear it’s just too much baggage
i skeng girls that i won’t ever wife cuh then again it’s just too much baggage
i gave homie a link for the bells, now you handling too much baggage
really tryna do man cabbage
free smokes, free mental
they told me go for the head, i ain’t dealing with accidentals
last year saw more racks than ever, tell you the truth it was simple
still do opps like pimples
skid round with the mac on a sleigh, that’s jingles
all i ever hear is trucks and 40s
and so called g’s on the net giving next man uck like norton
beefin’ the mob that’s warsy
in the convoy that’s sporty
bro try p-ss me the eagle i told him that’s too haunty

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[verse 2]:

try put my young guy on the wing, coming like anthony martial
full up, stuff four in the back, try know i come with the car full
bare og’s ain’t on p-ss, coming like ashley young
i gave little man skeng said don’t come back till the battery done
i wake up on volts, i don’t ever need recharging
cop big waps for the field, none of my team’s on barging
whip it, scratch it, leg it
none of my team’s on arguing (never)
manna just lean and bop and lurk, hustle like jay regardless
us man role like dice, you don’t wanna be meat for the dicer
i still miss up the bros, shout out all of the lifers
rest of the mob soon home, it’s nothin’ it’s nothin’ it’s minor
still take mans tings and dash, coming like blac chyna
n-ggas say they trill, triller than who?
n-ggas say they drill, drilling on who?
got bare drillers in my driller man crew
drill a man once, drill a man two
n-ggas say they trill, triller than who?
n-ggas say they drill, drilling on who?
got bare drillers in my driller man crew
drill a man once, drill a man two

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- youngs teflon lyrics

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