Russ Millions, CH (M20) - Done Talk lyrics
Shylo Batchelor Ashby Milwood
[Russ Millions, CH M20 - Done Talk lyrics]
Traphouse Mob dumpa
Big rasclart Dumpa, you get me
Hold tight my nigga Russ, you get me splash
It's nothing, you get me?
Fuck them fake Block 6 niggas you get me ay
Bunch of snitches and bowcats
You know like that
I love MR WOT entertainment
Too too chatty chatty love chat suh
I got a blade on my waist, just backup
I get splashy splashy if they act up
Flick that chest, yes he got splashed up
Outfit's red, looking like Santa
Cunch is great, ying yang gets wrapped up
Fly them birds, them man can't catch up
Free Nut, free my whole batch
And no hearts, tear your whole back out
Curl out boys, screaming out papa
Real bedroom bully like Shabba
Russ with the Russ, ain't into no passa
Big fuck off just like a Rasta
Fuck chasing man I got asthma
Ten toes, peds or cabs, gang
Squeezed up bare and they ran
Switch up two tee like your nan
Splash, get slapped and hope it don't jam
Dash and panic, screaming out "Nan"
Oi, get him, sweep the young man
Fly them birds like Peter not Pan
Raps banned from ying and that yang
Splash gang, you heard about man
Wait let me just switch up the flow
Weight got bait 24 let's go
Fuck off metal from my waist to my toe
Dip more that several ching, splash then I go
Man fly O, cah I do them tings
Tay with Katy Sophie and Jim
Drizzy Drake, Hotline just blings
Adding that K, get splashed, get chinged
Every ting madzo cause I can't think
Ammy and lean make my eyes go chink
Drown him, drown him make the perp sink
Ain't on piss I can't war with him
Man still gunned down the ride, fucked him
Perp boy run off and hide, they're wimp
That girl dead up, she look like sim
Them boy run off with their bredrins
"CH don't come to the B"?
Like I didn't see you
So Foreign got bored up
Yes I love my life, put my hands in the air
Thank God that none of mine's fallen
Couple man in the ding, the ding don't whizz
Automatic so there’s no way stalling
Like mention my name in the track
But ain't touch my skin
So digga stop talking
Where's KK? I'm on B-Side
When I see him I'ma have
Him where the floor is
Face in the floor getting back all drenched
I ain't leaving till the
Blood's done pouring
Samurai Jack, man hop off the back
Get drenched in all for the talking
Like I'm sitting in the trap till way past 6
Pack done and we're gonna get more in
Jakes just pulled this whip
Man step on the peddle and floor it
All 5 up in the whip but not
One of us in here bought it
Me start backing the cell like I
Ain't tryna hear that nonsense
Man skidd and skrr from coppers
We taking lefts and dodge them
He's tryna run fast in the car
Till he got hit with the object
I'm feeling like Flipz, don't talk
Bill the amm ting like fuck sys'
Samurai in my jacket
Man unzip that and just back it
Like, dem man attack me on YouTube
Real life I get attacking
On your mains just grab him
Man claim B-Side, man stab him
Enemies that drop, man stomping and stabbing
Can't tell me about active
Who's the yute? I don't know him
Man back it out they start blowing
Man back it out they start blowing
Big rasclart Dumpa, you get me
Hold tight my nigga Russ, you get me splash
It's nothing, you get me?
Fuck them fake Block 6 niggas you get me ay
Bunch of snitches and bowcats
You know like that
I love MR WOT entertainment
Too too chatty chatty love chat suh
I got a blade on my waist, just backup
I get splashy splashy if they act up
Flick that chest, yes he got splashed up
Outfit's red, looking like Santa
Cunch is great, ying yang gets wrapped up
Fly them birds, them man can't catch up
Free Nut, free my whole batch
And no hearts, tear your whole back out
Curl out boys, screaming out papa
Real bedroom bully like Shabba
Russ with the Russ, ain't into no passa
Big fuck off just like a Rasta
Fuck chasing man I got asthma
Ten toes, peds or cabs, gang
Squeezed up bare and they ran
Switch up two tee like your nan
Splash, get slapped and hope it don't jam
Dash and panic, screaming out "Nan"
Oi, get him, sweep the young man
Fly them birds like Peter not Pan
Raps banned from ying and that yang
Splash gang, you heard about man
Wait let me just switch up the flow
Weight got bait 24 let's go
Fuck off metal from my waist to my toe
Dip more that several ching, splash then I go
Man fly O, cah I do them tings
Tay with Katy Sophie and Jim
Drizzy Drake, Hotline just blings
Adding that K, get splashed, get chinged
Every ting madzo cause I can't think
Ammy and lean make my eyes go chink
Drown him, drown him make the perp sink
Ain't on piss I can't war with him
Man still gunned down the ride, fucked him
Perp boy run off and hide, they're wimp
That girl dead up, she look like sim
Them boy run off with their bredrins
"CH don't come to the B"?
Like I didn't see you
So Foreign got bored up
Yes I love my life, put my hands in the air
Thank God that none of mine's fallen
Couple man in the ding, the ding don't whizz
Automatic so there’s no way stalling
Like mention my name in the track
But ain't touch my skin
So digga stop talking
Where's KK? I'm on B-Side
When I see him I'ma have
Him where the floor is
Face in the floor getting back all drenched
I ain't leaving till the
Blood's done pouring
Samurai Jack, man hop off the back
Get drenched in all for the talking
Like I'm sitting in the trap till way past 6
Pack done and we're gonna get more in
Jakes just pulled this whip
Man step on the peddle and floor it
All 5 up in the whip but not
One of us in here bought it
Me start backing the cell like I
Ain't tryna hear that nonsense
Man skidd and skrr from coppers
We taking lefts and dodge them
He's tryna run fast in the car
Till he got hit with the object
I'm feeling like Flipz, don't talk
Bill the amm ting like fuck sys'
Samurai in my jacket
Man unzip that and just back it
Like, dem man attack me on YouTube
Real life I get attacking
On your mains just grab him
Man claim B-Side, man stab him
Enemies that drop, man stomping and stabbing
Can't tell me about active
Who's the yute? I don't know him
Man back it out they start blowing
Man back it out they start blowing