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billyboy fitch - sancho lyrics
yo
oi
look
oi
me i got p′s in a bank bro
trap out a doss ken, this int a bando
breaking a key into half o’s
me and my g′s come kick it like sancho
me i don’t need no fans no
me i got fiends, go bleep on my trap phone
man chat loads when they at home
see em on’ street, they ain′t got no back home
i be with the g′s in a screeve and we picking up speed
down a back road, smoking on fat cones
all we do is slang o’s, stack loads
smash hoes, bankroll′s looking all mad bro
got b_tches on my line, got b_tches on the side
got b_tches that’ll blow you for a bag bro
i just pull up like qué onda vato?
ya b_tches just they ain′t all that tho
ya got b_tches but them galdem jazzes
the mandem ran through them like pele
ain’t nothing that a man could tell me
i do my own thing, them man are beggy
got a couple gypsy boys there ready
shout out miley, l and creddy
shotgun shane put twenty on a fezzy
can see the _rs_ sag cause the weight to heavy
woah, woah
said the package so big that it slump down
yeh i′m the hood tryna hunt pounds
ya think i give a f_ck bout ya bust down? nope
talking behind my back, got a hunch now
but they all gon’ hush when i come round
lil p_ssyo stuck at his mums house
them boy there chat but them just fakers
i been and hit a l!ck in ages
you ain’t ever had to go dash your trainers
go and replace em′
me i′m tryna stack these papers
but out on the roads man it’s cold
if ya wanna stay safe then you gotta stay dangerous
me i got p′s in a bank bro
trap out a doss ken, this ain’t no bando
breaking a key into half o′s
me and my g’s come kick it like sancho
me i don′t need no fans no
me i got fiends, go bleep on my trap phone
man chat loads when they at home
see em on’ street, they ain’t got no back home
i be with the g′s in a screeve and we picking up speed
down a back road, smoking on fat cones
all we do is slang o′s, stack loads
smash hoes, bankroll’s looking all mad bro
got b_tches on my line, got b_tches on the side
got b_tches that′ll blow you for a bag bro
i just pull up like qué onda vato?
ya b_tches just they ain’t all that tho
nah, the b_tch ain′t sh_t man i’d probably just dash that
how u man talking that greaze when you ain′t on sh_t
man you just get laughed at
like how you gonna act bad, living at ya mams gaff, living off ya dads cash? huh
nah ya don’t trap trap, you just wanna rap raps acting like a bad lad
but you ain’t got one bone in ya back
ya done told, you′re a rat
now the road′s will know that
aye, told my bro go and hold on to that
while i go to this lass, bust a load on her back like
grip and hold on her ass, she be moaning and that while i roll up my grass
tell a how to relax, going home to my pad
then you know it’s wrap like
i been feeling pretty lost in this fast life
man of god but i′ve never been baptised
i be going off like a flat line
and when you hear that i dropped you know it’s that time
know it′s that time
got a mad mind
got some mad rhymes
and i’m mad fly
and i heard you had a plan but it back fired
so you better say goodnight to the bad guy
so say goodnight to the bad guy
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