Elcammgguod - Stab Proof lyrics

I made racks off SIM swap
And I ain't talking bout the song
Feds done tapped my Telegram
Can tell they’ve been looking all along
Put on my gloves, pull down my mask
Before I go and make a song
They acting stab proof on the net
I'm tryna see what they be on
They acting stab proof on the net
I'm tryna go and walk em down
Screaming when I’m sliding through
But bet my knife don't make a sound
Catch you coming out your crib
This Gerber blade a hawk em down
I left a blem up at the scene
The feds got my DNA now

Laser jammer on the whip
The polis never catching up
I got a play on Linctus crates
My mali finna pick them up
I'm moving oxy to the States
Cause over there the prices fucked
Dr Tank be writing scripts
I need to go and fill one up
I'm talking Codeine Linctus
My mali finna take the trip up north
I just want your neck bitch
I ain't going back and forth
Do your ass the worst way
Have you laying in that ward
I'm the realest cunt in
The whole of Scotland, i need an award
If I was pussy just like you
I'd be scared of me anawl
I'm still popping oxycodone
I’m still eating tramadol
I’m still gripping big ass Rambo knives
And saying fuck the law
Tryna get out to the USA
Flags up on my walls
Playing round with elcammgguod
You must not wan't your brain
The way I’m stabbing with this Morakniv
That got my tshirt stained
I'm still posted on the scheme
Playing with them knives and blades
I'm still posted on the
Scheme, catch me cooling, making plays

I made racks off SIM swap
And I ain't talking bout the song
Feds done tapped my Telegram
Can tell they’ve been looking all along
Put on my gloves, pull down my mask
Before I go and make a song
They acting stab proof on the net
I'm tryna see what they be on
They acting stab proof on the net
I'm tryna go and walk em down
Screaming when I’m sliding through
But bet my knife don't make a sound
Catch you coming out your crib
This Gerber blade a hawk em down
I left a blem up at the scene
The feds got my DNA now

I made racks off SIM swap
And I ain't talking bout the song
Feds done tapped my Telegram
Can tell they’ve been looking all along
Put on my gloves, pull down my mask
Before I go and make a song
They acting stab proof on the net
I'm tryna see what they be on
They acting stab proof on the net
I'm tryna go and walk em down
Screaming when I'm sliding through
But bet my knife don't make a sound
Catch you coming out your crib
This Gerber blade a hawk em down
I left a blem up at the scene
The feds got my DNA now