Sasuke

D-D-Diligence
X-10

I keep hearing Naruto
Over this side throw up your 9ers B
But we never ever add that two though
What's all the talk about Dbo "bolo" Fundz
You don't even make no Euro (no)

I saw Rex swing down like a madman
Put him on the floor, roll over, judo
The Anglo comes fat like a sumo
I've seen a big man step back like Harden
They say now that they're onto man
But I ain't been bucked, so I beg your pardon

I get bread, man's grafting
Belling up lines, I got junkies calling
They know I've got G's in the ends
Bad B's in the ends, shе a chocolate darling
Man's been a bad boy like Martin

I heard hе's a rider, with a sniper
I ain't ever seen him in the fields, he's a liar (one-two, one-two)
Don't talk that fire, your ting don't kick like Harry Maguire
Trapline twerk like Nikz (shake it)

Hold your lip bitch, don't talk on the 9iners
Two got minor, don't be a silly billy
Or drilly really, game over, Stryder
On the strip, we get lit

Got back on the train, 'cause there weren't no whips
And now they got bro on a 10 o' clock curfew
If he ain't back on the dot, he's pissed (pissed off)
I've been down for the cause like Nito
Jugg like Kilo, take that risk (for real)
Emilian came true for the reload
Like I need more profit, bitch

I said I need more profit now (right now)
I ain't-I ain't gotta fill a clip with rounds
If I make one call, they gon' make that sound (blaw!)
He said he's gonna get me down
Let me leave that boy in the underground

They said we're not on bread, like how? (How?!)
Been in the trap since high school days
Had to dash that pack in the lost and found
Anytime, anywhere, man's riding
And I got paigons hiding
I phone YP and now my young boy's sliding
Trap, stack with the food providing
Glide on him he was gone like lightning
Pass me the rambo, let me get dicing

Heard bro got the link for the spin-spin ting
Now I'm gettin' wild thoughts like Bryson
Real life shit not Mario Kart
Gang really pull up and smash mans roads
Eight man in a ding-dong, spin the coupe, swerve
Late night lurk for the foes

Man's been on their block late nights
Slim thick ting looking cute, she nice
You say you're on badness rightMans laughing what's all the nine-two hype

Badina, Badina, like Mia Khalifa
She cocking my shotgun, know that she deepthroat
Bro said, "Put him in the air like Jordan"
"Put him in the air like Heathrow"

I don't wanna see off blow quick (boring)
BT wanna be the next Mbappe
GG on the field like Kante
Cah he got a new blade like Sasuke

We used to like pigs like Peppa
Now its bun the Gardaí, bun Síochána (whip, whip)
Whip the adona
Now we got streets all hot like a sauna
Beat down tingy, ramzy tingy
Ching ya zimme, yinged up -
Might just creep up on man like a spider
Itsy bitsy, fist up my adoner

I assisted bro, man's CP3
You know I'll slide for him, he'll slide for me
My slime, my ski (my bro)
They know I don't play no games
Got ooters round that'll back that heat (Blaw, blaw!)
And if was tryna go jail
I'd shoot my shot like Pistol Pete
Blaw, Biaw, Blaw, Blaw

I keep-I keep hearing Naruto
Over this side throw up your 9ers B
But we never ever add that two though
What's all the talk about Dbo "bolo" Fundz
You don't even make no Euro (no)

I saw Rex swing down like a madman
Put him on the floor, roll over, judo
The Anglo comes fat like a sumo
I've seen a big man step back like Harden (step back)
They say now that they're onto man
But I ain't been bucked, so I beg your pardon

I get bread, man's grafting
Belling up lines, I got junkies calling
They know I've got G's in the ends
Bad B's in the ends, she a chocolate darling
Man's been a bad boy like Martin

D-D-Diligence
X-10