Aitch, GRM Daily - Daily Duppy (Pt.1) lyrics
Aitch [Harrison Armstrong]
[Aitch, GRM Daily - Daily Duppy Pt.1 lyrics]
Yeah, Aitch, Daily Duppy, Manchester way
You get me?
Yo, A1, I've had enough
It’s time to start baggin' up
I'm not packin’ drugs but mans
Due to wrap rappers up we was on the grind
I swear I almost said I've had enough
Them man used to laugh and now
Them pussyholes are backin' up
Whip another track
They play it once and pull it back (yeah)
Lyrics class and WhYJay's nasty with the Mac
When you hear me through the speakers
Turn the fucker to the max
You're always spittin' gangster rap
But half of them are just
A pussy with a strap
Say I'm not the realest? Spit the
Truth and that's a fact
I’m not afraid to speak my
Mind, I got the game, it’s in the bag
I'm the one who’s got the balls to
Say I'm never in the trap
Them other dons are just gassed
Say that shit without your mask
R-Rude boy what's your problem?
Hatin' ’cause you're bored so you
Ain't got no other option
Little did you know
You just played yourself fam
'Cause you're putting money straight in to
My pocket when you're watching, huh
Over the top, I'm so extraordinary
By the way, i've stopped seeing Beth but I
Still talk to Kelly they call me Aitch
A fly brother and I'm always ready
Type of guy to see a man with
Ten and go and order twenty
But allow all the hype, let me enter my zone
Like, I flex with a tan and
Now I flex in my throne
Still got your girlfriend texting my phone
Ha, and I just said
"Hiya babe, I must say you look great
By the way, my names Aitch
I'll tell ya straight, i've got game
I've been chasin' you for days
I wanna see you face to face
Gyal, I'm tryna kill your pussy and
Be gone without a trace, uh uh
It's like you get prettier by the minute
But I'll only take you shopping when you
Let me slide up in it
Wait, hold up sexy, let me finish
By the way you hold your image
Got these other brothers trippin'"
Uh, it's a sin the way she lick it
Got the devil in my bed but
I don't care because she's strippin'
Woah, I put my dick in 'cause I'm winning
This is Aitch's way of livin'
Are you with it or you dippin'?
Stamp another track out
When it bangs, it's like a shottie
Blow your back out
All my money makers, get a rack out
All the pretty ladies, get your rack out
I know I'm too rude
But I'm young so that's my excuse
Communicating with a little pretty
One from Prestwich
She knows I've got a couple but I
Tell her she's my best bitch
Her friends are beautiful
I put them on the guestlist
But when they get drunk, it's a next ting
Check this rippin' shit
I got rhythm and the highest of visions
Slidin' through the ceilin'
Nobody that can stop me from winnin'
Deliver lyrics
The illest from beginning to finish
Holla for a feature if
You need somethin' spinnin, you dig it?
Sorry bro, but you're killin your image
They say I'm distant, it's business
Like you don't need to be trippin'
Right now, it's time for work so I
Ain't really been chillin'
But don't worry my brothers
'cause I can vision us winning
Anyway watch when the banger lands
It's coming like an avalanche
And I ain't in to weapons but
I swing it like orangutans
Sami, that's my brother
I don't take him for no cameraman
Pezmo's a wizard
Did you see the way he patterned man?
Like I said, it's all positive and blessed
Big up everyone supporting my shit
I got respect
I just killed Daily Duppy, fuck it up
It's left dead
I don't know how it fit's in my head
Big Shell, ha
You get me?
Yo, A1, I've had enough
It’s time to start baggin' up
I'm not packin’ drugs but mans
Due to wrap rappers up we was on the grind
I swear I almost said I've had enough
Them man used to laugh and now
Them pussyholes are backin' up
Whip another track
They play it once and pull it back (yeah)
Lyrics class and WhYJay's nasty with the Mac
When you hear me through the speakers
Turn the fucker to the max
You're always spittin' gangster rap
But half of them are just
A pussy with a strap
Say I'm not the realest? Spit the
Truth and that's a fact
I’m not afraid to speak my
Mind, I got the game, it’s in the bag
I'm the one who’s got the balls to
Say I'm never in the trap
Them other dons are just gassed
Say that shit without your mask
R-Rude boy what's your problem?
Hatin' ’cause you're bored so you
Ain't got no other option
Little did you know
You just played yourself fam
'Cause you're putting money straight in to
My pocket when you're watching, huh
Over the top, I'm so extraordinary
By the way, i've stopped seeing Beth but I
Still talk to Kelly they call me Aitch
A fly brother and I'm always ready
Type of guy to see a man with
Ten and go and order twenty
But allow all the hype, let me enter my zone
Like, I flex with a tan and
Now I flex in my throne
Still got your girlfriend texting my phone
Ha, and I just said
"Hiya babe, I must say you look great
By the way, my names Aitch
I'll tell ya straight, i've got game
I've been chasin' you for days
I wanna see you face to face
Gyal, I'm tryna kill your pussy and
Be gone without a trace, uh uh
It's like you get prettier by the minute
But I'll only take you shopping when you
Let me slide up in it
Wait, hold up sexy, let me finish
By the way you hold your image
Got these other brothers trippin'"
Uh, it's a sin the way she lick it
Got the devil in my bed but
I don't care because she's strippin'
Woah, I put my dick in 'cause I'm winning
This is Aitch's way of livin'
Are you with it or you dippin'?
Stamp another track out
When it bangs, it's like a shottie
Blow your back out
All my money makers, get a rack out
All the pretty ladies, get your rack out
I know I'm too rude
But I'm young so that's my excuse
Communicating with a little pretty
One from Prestwich
She knows I've got a couple but I
Tell her she's my best bitch
Her friends are beautiful
I put them on the guestlist
But when they get drunk, it's a next ting
Check this rippin' shit
I got rhythm and the highest of visions
Slidin' through the ceilin'
Nobody that can stop me from winnin'
Deliver lyrics
The illest from beginning to finish
Holla for a feature if
You need somethin' spinnin, you dig it?
Sorry bro, but you're killin your image
They say I'm distant, it's business
Like you don't need to be trippin'
Right now, it's time for work so I
Ain't really been chillin'
But don't worry my brothers
'cause I can vision us winning
Anyway watch when the banger lands
It's coming like an avalanche
And I ain't in to weapons but
I swing it like orangutans
Sami, that's my brother
I don't take him for no cameraman
Pezmo's a wizard
Did you see the way he patterned man?
Like I said, it's all positive and blessed
Big up everyone supporting my shit
I got respect
I just killed Daily Duppy, fuck it up
It's left dead
I don't know how it fit's in my head
Big Shell, ha