Kenny Allstar, Country Dons - The Generals Corner Pt.1 lyrics

Its a penthouse ting with a
Couple of sweet ones
Got a bad b shaking it up
Or I'm in the traphouse
There with the g'sdem
Ay come here start breaking it up
Got 10 boxes in this Astra and I still
Gotta try to squeeze in the front
100 shots would take on the cops
This ain't no rusty dots

The dot dot long and it comes with laces
Free me from the HMP that's 4 years
Gone still trying to bust cases
The gangs got white and brown no races
Come to your door like bailiffs
Which path shall we take like matrix
Is it rap trap shit you know
That the trap took ages
Patience, that's crops in basements
On sight beef altercations
I'm in the whip 2 Rambo's
Deep like Freddy and Jason
See man lean it aim it hop out
This whip we armed and dangerous
Don't trip cause you're famous
Still leave a pagans
Face on the front of the papers
They don't want war with us
The country tugs I beg a man test his luck
2 man dropped just to get man touched
Never been bad they just talk all tough
But in the stations where they talk too much
Don't call mans bluff let the ting ring then
Beat like sluts in the trap we trust

Its a penthouse ting with a
Couple of sweet ones
Got a bad b shaking it up
Or I'm in the traphouse there with the g's
Dem ay come here start breaking it up
Got 10 boxes in this astra and I still
Gotta try to squeeze in the front
100 shots would take on the cops
This ain't no rusty dots

She wanna come fuck with my country gs
Let's squash a rap but I like my cheese
I slay man down like I'm Hercules
Opps don't trap they do burglaries
My heart is cold like mercury
All these scars like the pagan had surgery
? like I went university
Trapping hard and my cars come from Germany
You'll go missing like Madeline
Tell me what opps you been battling
Designer on me just like a mannequin
Five star hotel not doing the travelling
She's pulling my trackies I tell
Her to pack it in
Told her to go to the
Kitchen and grab the cling
Vvs ones on my ring I slice
Man up like potato skins
100 in jewels, the life of sin
Cats keep calling them told them 30 mins
Two identical waps, dirty and clean
Clean up youtes like I'm nanny McFee
The gyaldem think they can handle me
They ain't handling me
I'm out here banging on the streets
I'm out here banging on the streets

Its a penthouse ting with a
Couple of sweet ones
Got a bad b shaking it up
Or I'm in the traphouse there with the g's
Dem ay come here start breaking it up
Got 10 boxes in this astra and I still
Gotta try to squeeze in the front
100 shots would take on the cops
This ain't no rusty dots

3 dot dots and we got 2 new hand guns coulda
Got an Uzi yo I'm trying to cause tantrums
When died I saw bare like lanterns
(shit, shoulda never rolled on the mandem)
New money see us pull up in the phantom
Roll down the window girl callin us handsome
I'm waved I'm lit off the magnum watch me
Now wave get hit with the magnum
Pull up on your block see
The window drop watch your
Heart beat stop pree the end of the dots
No way am I wifing a thot I
Ride on opps and lying to cops
I'm in a drop top getting slop top with an
Ex trying to call her phone won't cockblock
No capping this rapping has
Got me some badders
They wanna come fuck with the cunch dons
Go ask the pagons no easy way out
If you're a thot, do not
Ask me I ain't eating you out
Them man ain't safe on the block every
Time I cut thru they sneaking about
Slap the dots with the teeth
Fall out but these
Ain't the ones that be in your mouth