Russ Millions - My Son lyrics

Ay, Tefo made this one
Ay, Tefo made this one crud
Ay, Tefo made this one mad

I've been getting busy
She said Russ, you're way to litty
Committee man get lizzy,  killy do
My dance like Shiggy, yuh see me
Dance for the war with Jimmy
The west gyal love get freaky
One gunlean and she start act silly
Can't get love just suck this willy
So moist, I can't describe him
Fuck boxing, I ain't on no fightin'
Long sword come like a Viking
Back this out then shove it inside him
'Course the mandem's ridin'
Penge or West but I still can't find him
You know I might put him on demon timing
Kings hide him, but I see him trident
Lyin', lyin'
This can't end while the beef is fryin'
Half of the girls you're pipin' are lyin'
Check the girls you're pipin'
Likkle man can't hack this
Poor man sleeps on a single mattress
It's so embarrassing i don't even know how
This yute's still managin'
For 'bout four years straight I carried him
Want clout so you start rap battlin'
My words are damaging
Can't find hit's so we call him Madeline
Vampire come like Dracula
Got bunned by shhh, free Stamina
I back this wap, high calibre
You're still my son, I'm not mad at ya
Got smacked by slaughter
When I brucked him he left his daughter
Smacked by body, smacked by silly
He was victim in Deptford Green
Without me you can't get no deals
Fiveside diamonds, that's those grills
Chat that shit, this yute's some comedy
In Belmarsh you was ridin' voluntary
No apologies anything I do they copy me
Unruly, nobody ain't stoppin' me
Wanna be me, felt enough animosity
Run your mouth for a better clout
What the fuck is he talkin' 'bout
Get the drop and I'll sort him out
On lockdown now he's talkin' wild
Move like me, they're all learnin' now
Pull up on me, bring burners out
Suck your mummy, lil' reject child
Buss your gun and start speakin' out

Russ, Russ, Russ, Russ
Russ, Russ, Russ, Russ

Run your mouth for a better clout
What the fuck is he talkin' 'bout
Get the drop and I'll sort him out
On lockdown now he's talkin' wild
Move like me, they're all learnin' now
Pull up on me, bring burners out
Suck your mum you lil' reject child
Buss your gun and start speakin' out

Vampire come like Dracula
Got bun by shhh, free Stamina
I back this wap, high calibre
You're still my son, I'm not mad at ya
Vampire come like Dracula
Got bun by shhh, free Stamina
I back this wap, high calibre
You're still my son, I'm not mad at ya