AXL (AXL) , AXL (AXL) , AXL (AXL)Woi-oi, ayyI don't cop things for a resellDon't do iCloud, don't do emailFeds wanna tap up manAnd wire up man like Chubbs did DetailBack when Ricky was doin' up TeesdaleI was doin' dinner with TeezyI didn't trust no one, swore I got a lieNiggas got too greazyNiko never move neeky, sweatsuit Nike, sweatsuit DGIf man get beaky, ring ring, call up GiGi, do him up neatlyUsed to look up to a man from certain ends with tune on repeatThought he was a bad boyThen 'til man got pinched and man went PCMan went PC just like Dell and WindowsSome man been thoseBefore I was ever around Kendall'sI was at ends though, dreamin' up Enzo'sThe woman I do end up withHas to be a bad girl just like MunchyCan't have no pretentious tingWhen I know this road gets bumpyWord to the broski JayHe got different names in different countriesThree waps in the whip, when we beat that caseWhere man live way too comfyI don't do well with people makin' disses or makin' threatsWoi-oi, man got flown like private jets, for way-way lessI know you tryna get one down on usEver since then it's been stressed'Cause you know the reps dem owe you oneAnd we always pay them debtsWassa, wassa, just like the crodie PressaI don't do no passaLink with Scull and cousin Jamie hardAh yard and we deh pon GazaPasha Sasha pissedI was way too young at the time for slashingsYou niggas spend too much time on captionsNot enough time on actionPick one man with slaps that's rappin'I bet he don't want no clashingsThe LV pouch on chest is just for fashionNiggas just actin'Are you dumb or stupid?The wheels on the Rolls is Chromazz, headshot domazzJust checked in at the hotel floorThat we all got potent aromasOVOXO link up, mandem drink up, me and the drillersHawk and Sticks and Cash and Baka, Gucci, P, and GillaAnd the boy that sound like he sang on ThrillerYou know that's been my niggaYeah, we just had to fix thingsFamily, 6ix tings, we can't split upAs for the rest of the gameI'll do man dirty, man'll get two timeTo me, that's just our sideI don't really care who rides on whose sideRing ten shots to the poolsideNever seen none of these grown men outside4301 won't spare no oneNiggas gotta know about SouthsideSteppin' outta line, get outlinedAin't North, tied up statesideBringin' man down when it takes tiesTryna get saved by the bell like BaysidePrince I carry that last nameThat shit stays on me like brand namesJas just lined up brand new hand tingsAnd nice guy on a madtingEveryone I know has code namesAnyone I'm beefin' with is a no nameNiggas can't even win home gamesThey just gotta fall in line like Soul TrainAyy, yeahAXL (AXL) , AXL (AXL) , AXL (AXL)
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I don't cop things for a resell
Don't do iCloud, don't do email
Feds wanna tap up man
And wire up man like Chubbs did Detail
Back when Ricky was doin' up Teesdale
I was doin' dinner with Teezy
I didn't trust no one, swore I got a lie
Niggas got too greazy
Niko never move neeky, sweatsuit Nike, sweatsuit DG
If man get beaky, ring ring, call up GiGi, do him up neatly
Used to look up to a man from certain ends with tune on repeat
Thought he was a bad boy
Then 'til man got pinched and man went PC
Man went PC just like Dell and Windows
Some man been those
Before I was ever around Kendall's
I was at ends though, dreamin' up Enzo's
The woman I do end up with
Has to be a bad girl just like Munchy
Can't have no pretentious ting
When I know this road gets bumpy
Word to the broski Jay
He got different names in different countries
Three waps in the whip, when we beat that case
Where man live way too comfy
I don't do well with people makin' disses or makin' threats
Woi-oi, man got flown like private jets, for way-way less
I know you tryna get one down on us
Ever since then it's been stressed
'Cause you know the reps dem owe you one
And we always pay them debts
Wassa, wassa, just like the crodie Pressa
I don't do no passa
Link with Scull and cousin Jamie hard
Ah yard and we deh pon Gaza
Pasha Sasha pissed
I was way too young at the time for slashings
You niggas spend too much time on captions
Not enough time on action
Pick one man with slaps that's rappin'
I bet he don't want no clashings
The LV pouch on chest is just for fashion
Niggas just actin'
Are you dumb or stupid?
The wheels on the Rolls is Chromazz, headshot domazz
Just checked in at the hotel floor
That we all got potent aromas
OVOXO link up, mandem drink up, me and the drillers
Hawk and Sticks and Cash and Baka, Gucci, P, and Gilla
And the boy that sound like he sang on Thriller
You know that's been my nigga
Yeah, we just had to fix things
Family, 6ix tings, we can't split up
As for the rest of the game
I'll do man dirty, man'll get two time
To me, that's just our side
I don't really care who rides on whose side
Ring ten shots to the poolside
Never seen none of these grown men outside
4301 won't spare no one
Niggas gotta know about Southside
Steppin' outta line, get outlined
Ain't North, tied up stateside
Bringin' man down when it takes ties
Tryna get saved by the bell like Bayside
Prince I carry that last name
That shit stays on me like brand names
Jas just lined up brand new hand tings
And nice guy on a madting
Everyone I know has code names
Anyone I'm beefin' with is a no name
Niggas can't even win home games
They just gotta fall in line like Soul Train
Ayy, yeah
AXL (AXL) , AXL (AXL) , AXL (AXL)
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