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rm (uk) - rootbeer كلمات أغنية

[intro]
spartan sh_t, argh
([?] crazy on the beat)

[chorus]
rose gold rootbeer on my left wrist
i’m in a forty bag whip, just flexin’
it’s a rm that your bm textin’
broke guys can’t rise up a ten quid
i used to pray everyday for a big strap, now there’s .25 in my clip that will hit man
he got a quarter mill’ stack, that’s a kidnap
got a quarter mill’ stack, that’s a kidnap

[verse]
rm, i kick doors off hinges
i seen cats use dirty syringes
i seen bud hangin’, so i nicked it
blue pill got your chick’s legs twitchin’
get put down if you try pipe up
i’ve been shot a few times and knifed up
you can’t sign out when you sign up
did shooting’s way before i picked the mic up
my darg’s shoot first, we ain’t talkers
i got three bad b’s in a urus
fake rappers rollin’ ’round with borers
you ain’t a gunman ’cause you play callers
all these rappers just lookin’ like dinner
where you goin’ with that bruck down spinner?
you ain’t never have to slap that trigger
your gun’s dead, you should throw it in a river
i’m in a rs3 and it’s stolen
f_ck the black bonnet, i’ll smoke ’em
i got the .4 long darg and it’s golden
g_po’s said i’m linked to revolvers
told my darg’s, “don’t smoke in the car”
’cause i really got smoke in the car
you can tell i’m a g from far
you ever do a move for a hundred large?
tied up n_ggas like show me the belly
got the same gun’s that he seen on telly
i’m strapped up, i don’t need a machete
you ain’t ever take a bath in petty
i got the big rare tear for the dumb_dumbs
catch pr_cks on their own, they don’t want none
used to question man, “where you come from?”
i seen n_ggas act up and get gun_bucked
as a kid, i found guns in my crib
two straps under my bro’s bed
love handtings, but the shotgun spreads
used to be my darg, now that pr_ck’s soon dead
i gotta invest in straps for the combat
[?] strapped on the ride, you don’t want that
real gs don’t act like a badman
my darg tried showin’ me pattern on snapchat
box shot, but i was lookin’ like marbles
my darg’s locked, so i send him a parcel
we had two fl!ck_shanks on the wing
i’m strapped up when i go to the gym
rm, i still shutdown clubs
dj playin’ sk!llibeng in the shubs
bad b’s wanna show man love
i had the back_end kickin’ in a lambo’ truck
[chorus]
rose gold rootbeer on my left wrist
i’m in a forty bag whip, just flexin’
it’s a rm that your bm textin’
broke guys can’t rise up a ten quid
i used to pray everyday for a big strap, now there’s .25 in my clip that will hit man
he got a quarter mill’ stack, that’s a kidnap
got a quarter mill’ stack, that’s a kidnap

- rm uk

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