Russ Millions - 2am lyrics

Shylo Batchelor Ashby Milwood

[Russ Millions - 2am lyrics]

Most wanted everyone wants Russ
In jail no blade then your face get buss
Take risks yeah my lifestyle's risky
Tryna corn grown men not pickneys
Man try run and his bredrin dropped
Lucky that jammed cah ya heart woulda stopped

Most wanted everyone wants Russ
In jail no blade then your face get buss
Way too smart still avoid them cuffs
More than 8 in the can it's nuts
Put 5 blades in your man he's fucked
My G's creep up
Remember that day when the dotts jammed up
Woulda turn pack but the boy got luck
Holy moly them boy too bruck
Grip my poky dip dip hold that
Free my whole batch they soon come back
Stop all that chat you're under attack

Take risks yeah my lifestyle's risky


Tryna corn grown men not pickneys
Still eat with a skeng in Wimpy
Gun Lean in your girl too cheeky
I might fuck off your man he's neeky
Free cah he's way too squeezy
I don't beef these kids just leave me
I don't beef these kids just leave me
Hold on just give me a sec
Man try run but he still got ketch
Only stab head, chest, back or neck
Big dot dot on your block who's next
Hop out the ride get bun with techs
Make a man run like he just saw feds
Hit him in his back make
Him land on his chest
Hit him in his back make
Him land on his chest

Stop this talk bruddah act your ways
Twigz got chopped and your dad got blazed
Anything B in the flesh get shaved
Shotty down my legs and I came with Taze
Someone turn over that page
No ride outs just flowers and graves
Wicked and bad man know how I stay
Dick, dick still dicking your bae
M-Splash she's loving this kid
Run down who? Only from Syd's
She's on me always wan' take pics
Fuck that shit like slow down bitch
Dick that bitch, hop off and crash
Lockz got got and BK dashed
Me, Big Whoosh, Little Russ and Nash
Remember that day oh well Free Cass
Peng ting looking sweet on snapchat
Browning cute face with a fat back
Rom ram bed rock double tap that
Flick corn at any mans snapback
Wookie in my gaff, cat nonstop
Still gonna fuck up the belly like Lockz
Ask Tiny how his head got chopped
Or in Bellingham when I came with the mop
Lucky that jammed cah your
Heart woulda stopped
Ask KK why is face got boxed
Dip dip splash through any mans top
Man try run and his bredrin dropped
Where's the olders I don't want no kids
Taze done man you go ask Twigz
Or in Detford when we try catch Clipz
He's a lucky boy and he ain't on piss
Try come Penge and your bro got fished
Back my sword I don't need no fist
Dip that prick man I love Little Miggz
M-Splash that or It's MB bitch

Like, M-Splash that prick
Russ dun squeeze up the mash like tit's
Get 'round there I ain't taking pics
On-sight ting pull blades from hips
Crash that whip and break his ribs
Thinks I'm cute and I do tings
He got bored not a beating
Taze got shh, very gruesome
How many times have I made them run
Chest get split likke man just come
Still take risks cah I love make fun
Boom bow oh wow look at that ones bum
Yo babes can I get your num?
They got a jeet just use that tongue
Don't kiss me you're bright it's long

Olympic ching on anyone's son
I grip my ting shove it in mans lung
I dick that bitch now the gyal too sprum
She gave 10 kotch on my black long john
Light come peng like
I don’t want love just hold this pole
My guys out the box like jack but the
Feds soon dead and I miss my bros
Anywhere I step move with the object
Been 'round there ding dong get fill up
Jump out splash ching chong get hit up
Left man curl and twist like rizlar

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