LOVE SEPT. - INTENTIONS lyrics

Man wanna flex that’s too bad too bad
Bro don’t ever try do dat
I don’t even care bout who splashed who
Or who tried splash you but
You just got away and
Imma shake things up like a spray can
Straight ABC bars for a wasteman
C on my chest thats champion
Crown on my head gym king just do it i drop
All saints and nobody can take my place fam
Nobody can lay it like this man
Nobody can spray a better clips and
Nobody could ever say shit fam
Nobody nobody nobody nobody knows who
I is or what
I could be coz my poker face bangs
I’m tied up in work like lace man
No fake xans in zoot that’s laced

Don’t ask me dumb questions
Like what are you sayin
Make that money stretch and then lengthen
That’s instant funds
These man love to hate for attention
Some fuckin mugs broke pricks
Move with intention learn ur lesson
LS the kings and we move with perfection
Man might move like I’m best in the scene
If I do that’s Cus it’s facts
If man try move like there better than me
Bro u ain’t got numbers so relax
The way I came up when I popped that bean
I’m so high that I can’t come back
I grind hard so my team eat
Please g u ain't nothing like we

Imma go gold rather than grow old imma go
Gonna go get gold on my teef
Boy wanna talk and talk real loud
But if it’s outside
Keep the talks real brief
Cah mana don’t do dat whos dat, he’s calm
He’s wet, he’s chill
And I don't fuck with him
Cuz his breath stinks man, here’s an extra
Save the shit your music's shit
Your truly shit
Think im boutta get groovie widdit
My flows too groovie init
Man moving different
Like a coked up blind guy on a scooter
If any man wanna go any way any one, any day
Any where, any who any how
I’m dere, your dere
We’re dere, we’re all dere
And we’re not best mates so

20 boys rolling round with a rolex
Cancel plans a boy wanna chat shit
Bounce all my stems
Hit back with a track list love sept dropped
That sound for the bad kids

Big dreams n big things are coming
Lockdown ahh 5G’s in a wallet
Plans upon plans
Just like a platoon upon ants and i want it
No way no way
No way no way
Back like a backstreet boy it’s OK
Beat so sweet like drums 140

She want meat like the farm
No commie
Lockdown drugs got my nose so runny
Turn it down cus ya neighbour calling