Before Hand

Beezy bando, beezy bee

I keep it buck, I keep it g

Tryna send him up like qufo

I don't fight like ufc

I don't wrestle like tna

Let it blow like TNT

Not a game like THQ

Due to turn you to THC

The PR coming so discreet

Handheld like a PSP

Not a game like ps2

Let it sing like do re mi

I cba to buck CIDs

But yes indeed

I supply my fiends

I'll leave my packs with your pyt

Like fuck your man see hes not like me

Uno the flick can't done

Sorry darling I can't cuff this one

Just the other day I flew shawty Morocco

Now I'm in the ends tryna get man bun

We treat over there like target practice

How many points

Have you scored none

Must of thought I was dumb

How can I put my trust

In a bitch than a gun

Skeng on a back of a ped

1 in the head

The ting jammed up so bro hopped off

& done it with a big zk instead

Izzpot really done it like me

When I splashed up shh

He got overly fed

No I don't fist fight like ufc

Do I look like Conor mcgreg

Before all of this fame

I was really a gyalist before hand

Before I turnt me a rapper

I was really a trapper before hand

We had so much gyal in the party

On new years shawty

Said we need more man

I told my girl keep it a secret

He don't know

That I hit her before hand

Before all of this fame

I was really getting paid beforehand

Before she Used to ignore man

Now homegirl wanna

Blow on my ballbags

Skat Skat's Upfront like forlan

Pull up , hop out

Shoot , score that

Beforehand , beforehand

Been live in the streets

From beforehand

It's a petrol ting with my addicts

I'm just fuelling their dirty habits

When I was new to the spot

I had to wonder the land like Alice

And I was on tinder looking for fat tings

With properties that I can trap in

Wanna know how I got this way?

See I always had hunger

For the game ,no katniss

My bad if I hit bros shot

My darg I meant no malice

I just told Mike

That the white straight drop

Still served magic to mike

No channing

Someone tell the opps

To mind their manners

Cah gang ain't chatting

We're rising hammers

Slow your roll

Know yourself

These bells make

You lose your balance

And Chale

My worker must be challenged

Cah He can't even do no basic maths

I'm tryna kick this bitch to the curb

But she ain't tryna face the fact

I can't wife no basic bitch babes

I'm not a basic man

B double e mr two double three

I end with a click

When I'm shaking hands

Yo I was on the wing for a murder

Before I dropped me

A tune called shmurda

Up top I was feeling like Werner

I see man panic run with his burner

My man's virgin out

In the field he's classed as a learner

I'm verified in the streets

Please don't compare me to fucking

I like my brownins cute with bumper

Hello my darling can

I get your name & also your number

My side really strike like thunder

Slip on ur block get burnt like ganja

(Slip on ur block get burnt like ganja)

(Listen up)

(Listen up)

I just got me some cheeky brain now

I got make up all over my jumper

D2 I mash bands n drill

I'm still outer flying them still

I put a bitch on a plane

& she flew back pounds

Like baby is real

With my stainless steel

I had to open him

Up like boss man's till

Fuck how boss man feels bro done him

In a shop tryna go for the kill

Before all of this fame

I was really a gyalist before hand

Before I turnt me a rapper

I was really a trapper before hand

We had so much gyal in the party

On new years shawty

Said we need more man

I told my girl keep it a secret

He don't know

That I hit her before hand

Before all of this fame

I was really getting paid

Beforehand

Before she Used to ignore man

Now homegirl wanna

Blow on my ballbags

Skat Skat's Upfront like forlan

Pull up , hop out

Shoot , score that

Beforehand , beforehand

Been live in the streets

From beforehand