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PERFORMING ARTISTS
AB
AB
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
AB
AB
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tefo
Tefo
Producer

Lyrics

[Chorus]
He got robbed for his life at gunpoint
That's not murder, I call it stealing
Hmm, they bring up my name in the morning briefing
It's funny how I left him leaking
Two days after the song was leaking
He don't bring up my name in songs no more
Cah he knows who left him bleeding
Hmm, I'm holding it low but I'm tilting it up
She only wanna sleep with a gunman
All till now she's letting me fuck
I got 26 quid in my wrist
And I can't even lie, it's getting me crutch
Fuck this thot with a Glock on me
Just in case she's setting me up
[Verse 1]
Ayy, I'm holding it high but I'm slanting it down
I remember when I shot that prick and he dropped and I started claarting the ground
All on the floor with his heart in his mouth
There ain't no more farting around
I need a good price for a brick of the whiff
So I back my blick and I bargain him down
Back to the bando breaking bricks
I'm bando famous
Which one of you's on taking a pic?
But that pic don't post online, just at this number and give me a ring
Conspiracy locked up S on the wing
I ain't tryna get got for a similar thing
If you see me in ****, I'm taping roads
Hmm, I'm holding it steady but it's shaking loads
Get hit with the blickz, it's taking souls
If you got a problem, make it known
Tryna make it click like aching bones
[Chorus]
He got robbed for his life at gunpoint
That's not murder, I call it stealing
Hmm, they bring up my name in the morning briefing
It's funny how I left him leaking
Two days after the song was leaking
He don't bring up my name in songs no more
Cah he knows who left him bleeding
Hmm, I'm holding it low but I'm tilting it up
She only wanna sleep with a gunman
All till now she's letting me fuck
I got 26 quid in my wrist
And I can't even lie, it's getting me crutch
Fuck this thot with a Glock on me
Just in case she's setting me up
[Verse 2]
I ain't getting pinned to the scene by a phonecall
I'm getting shit down in ****
It's mad how my cell site saying I'm local
Tell me the price to bury your friend
And we'll also cover the total
I don't talk on the net, it's bait
My actions are way more vocal
I'm smoking ****, that's powerful gas
Hmm, we got down **** on the way to his girlfriend's house
He was literally dying for nyash
I was in jail doing drones
But I lost them racks when the pilot crashed
Just the other day it was me with a muffler
Making noise with a silent mash
I make probation think I'm a nerd
But I'm on the way back from a booting
Keeping it moving, something got burned
You'd better take this left in first
Sleep on the gang, get rudely awakened
That's shot, or cheffed, or worse
Carried away, he was throwing up gang signs
That got him carried away in a hearse
[Chorus]
He got robbed for his life at gunpoint
That's not murder, I call it stealing
Hmm, they bring up my name in the morning briefing
It's funny how I left him leaking
Two days after the song was leaking
He don't bring up my name in songs no more
Cah he knows who left him bleeding
Hmm, I'm holding it low but I'm tilting it up
She only wanna sleep with a gunman
All till now she's letting me fuck
I got 26 quid in my wrist
And I can't even lie, it's getting me crutch
Fuck this thot with a Glock on me
Just in case she's setting me up
Written by: AB
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