Russ Millions, Buni - Get The Strap lyrics
Shylo Batchelor Ashby Milwood
[Russ Millions, Buni - Get The Strap lyrics]
Somebody have to get gunshot
Don't come 'round with the one pop
Big dot dot man dump off
Shells don't care where you come from
Let me state some facts
If you gun lean then I'm your dad
Onto man you must've gone mad
I back my dots try blow up your gaff
Pellets pellets spread like a rash
Don't take no chat I'm wicked and bad
Can't wait to get my hands on a mac
Macaroni rapid and attack
Itch got dipped, and ain't done shit
But they don't talk about dis
I'm getting sick of these old pricks
I shelled at your BM's whip
Mazza, who got bucked at Asda
Like how many times you been bashed up
Fam all the SG's been splashed up, ouch
Suns out Air Force One's out
This 44 came with a long mouth
Fuck with the 8 get gunned down
Vibe at your block bring pumps 'round
Same way your dad got bun
Try come to the ends and you nearly held one
Aim for your headie and lick down sons
Or get man's belly and tear out lung
Be on the face man buss on the
Face shit den she must've drunk
On your block fully loaded pump
At your mum try smoke dat cunt
Duck for cover make him plank
Lucky boy that day was bants
Treat the dingers whip like tanks
War is war please don't bring shanks
Charged up like Duracell bats
These dots hold Duracell bats
Anything 8 I auto attack
Rude boy protect your chest and back
Multiple times you been under attack
Big man how you run fast like that
Multiple times you been under attack
Big man how you run fast like that
Drillers and trappers, shooters and smashers
Still do man with no manners
All my opps are faggots
They jump on wagons crush
Man dead like maggots
Splash and brag it, Buni don't brag it
MB ride get tragic
Hop out vanish, boy don't panic
Big B coming in massive
Oi, who's that boy don't run
Gunshot ting for any mum's son
Can't like man my hearts gone numb
No response can't fear no one
War is war, got drum and drum
Buni man bookie beef is fun
While we had MB done won
MB bitch don't fear no one
Vicious ching make man do spazz
B for bruck they don't make no cash
Splash, anything opp get splashed
Dash, how many men did dash
Crash, you men dere boy did crash
Wass, Buni come back he's wass
Crash, you men dere boy did dash
Wass, Buni come back he's wass
Don't come 'round with the one pop
Big dot dot man dump off
Shells don't care where you come from
Let me state some facts
If you gun lean then I'm your dad
Onto man you must've gone mad
I back my dots try blow up your gaff
Pellets pellets spread like a rash
Don't take no chat I'm wicked and bad
Can't wait to get my hands on a mac
Macaroni rapid and attack
Itch got dipped, and ain't done shit
But they don't talk about dis
I'm getting sick of these old pricks
I shelled at your BM's whip
Mazza, who got bucked at Asda
Like how many times you been bashed up
Fam all the SG's been splashed up, ouch
Suns out Air Force One's out
This 44 came with a long mouth
Fuck with the 8 get gunned down
Vibe at your block bring pumps 'round
Same way your dad got bun
Try come to the ends and you nearly held one
Aim for your headie and lick down sons
Or get man's belly and tear out lung
Be on the face man buss on the
Face shit den she must've drunk
On your block fully loaded pump
At your mum try smoke dat cunt
Duck for cover make him plank
Lucky boy that day was bants
Treat the dingers whip like tanks
War is war please don't bring shanks
Charged up like Duracell bats
These dots hold Duracell bats
Anything 8 I auto attack
Rude boy protect your chest and back
Multiple times you been under attack
Big man how you run fast like that
Multiple times you been under attack
Big man how you run fast like that
Drillers and trappers, shooters and smashers
Still do man with no manners
All my opps are faggots
They jump on wagons crush
Man dead like maggots
Splash and brag it, Buni don't brag it
MB ride get tragic
Hop out vanish, boy don't panic
Big B coming in massive
Oi, who's that boy don't run
Gunshot ting for any mum's son
Can't like man my hearts gone numb
No response can't fear no one
War is war, got drum and drum
Buni man bookie beef is fun
While we had MB done won
MB bitch don't fear no one
Vicious ching make man do spazz
B for bruck they don't make no cash
Splash, anything opp get splashed
Dash, how many men did dash
Crash, you men dere boy did crash
Wass, Buni come back he's wass
Crash, you men dere boy did dash
Wass, Buni come back he's wass