D-Block Europe, Aero Sinc - Squad lyrics

D-Block Europe [Young Adz, Dirtbike LB] United Kingdom

[D-Block Europe, Aero Sinc - Squad lyrics]

Bad bitch on the sofa
Whippin' up with that soda
Stretch the food like yoga then
Reload on that yola
In that cut with "Eight-skee"
John tell when Tracey
In the kitchen all bait G
With the work up like pastry
In the "E" with B, He said will be will be
Big Homie he a real boss
Cah that nigga make me eat
In the Ghetto with C, Cuttin in the Bentley
He said the hood’s hot right now
So keep the spinner on me
The other side they ran from me
That 45 it jammed on me
Switched up the whole plan on me
Luckily I had my yank on me
See them Young Gs they starving
They'll smoke you for a bargain
My little nigga wanna be chief keef
He'll hit you up no asking
Imma ride up the hood like chino
Or back to the trap with a kilo
I got ace in me but I’m RICO
Fish came through like Deebo
In the blender with KB them
Cunch strips they drain me
Then realised they paid me so I spent
5 racks on my main "screen?"

Yeah she know I'm on my job
That shit don't ever stop
Young niggas making guwop
Yeah we really make a lot
Older niggas call the shots
Yeah they really run the block Mayne (Man)
Youngest nigga in the squad

Uhh, Recognise a star when you see one nigga
I'm calm I'm chillin' but my
Niggas wanna squeeze on niggas
Just called Jada I put down the
Phone like we on nigga
Do your research on the squad when
It's on cuz we off niggas
Signed to Kiss "through?" the same don
In "Chi?" Chicken with my chain on
24s no days off, 1 green light "Ricky?" gon'
Shoot your face off
My nigga buss that case no juju
Catch that body make Hoodoo
I got a bad bitch I make her strip the brick
And then strip for me on some stripper shit
Almost 36 Zs that ain’t enough
Bye bye bitch on that angel dust
Which bitch bad that we ain’t fucked?
Who got work that we ain't sucked
Play shit on the T servin’ up
Had to go mosque with my burner tucked
We got on sight beef that's crackin cah we
Known for taking boxes and nappin' niggas
LB 12 o'clock when we see our boy
APs and Rollies we them boys
Be swung on your box like "delahoy?"
That leng light had a nigga up in DR boy
Uhh pass that bitch like a relay
My little nigga shoot like we bay
18 in that 14 plate

Yeah she know I’m on my job
That shit don't ever stop
Young niggas making guwop
Yeah we really make a lot
Older niggas call the shots
Yeah they really run the block Mayne (Man)
Youngest nigga in the squad
Yeah she know I'm on my job
That shit don't ever stop
Young niggas making guwop
Yeah we really make a lot
Older niggas call the shots
Yeah they really run the block Mayne (Man)

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