[Intro] Ayo, Trinz Mhmm, mhmm Haha Mhmm Send me one and make it love Mhmm We love Mhmm Send me one and make it love [Verse 1] Chocolate biscuit, cinnamon, what? Back that uh, do it and uh How many times was Mally in love? Not once, son of a uh Don't judge me, it's really been tough How you gon' say I ain't doin' enough? (Like, how?) What you don't know, I'm steppin' with tugs Come to the fields and put it on us And I got bae callin' her bae You don't even know what bae bae does (What bae bae) I don't even know where bae bae's from She's givin' me (Uh) and givin' him bun (Bun) Baby, who's that? suttin' ain't right Why you on the phone this time of the night? (Like, why?) Sayin' "It's work", I don't wan' fight How you so calm with tellin' me lies? (How?) When your friends start callin' me crazy Huh, I dunno, maybe These friends ain't givin' you babies (Nope) Same ones broad day robbin' in Sainsburys (Bums) You're a fool if you ever try leave me Huh, life's lookin' all shaky (Shaky) And it can't be me that you lean on You ain't met another real one lately (Lately) Talk about me, talk about us (Us) Talk about pain, let's talk about love (Dudu) Talk about plugs, money and lust Just put it on me, let me see what it does And I been there, there, there (Over there) When I go back, I ain't been here in months (Months) We was on all that diligent stuff My cinnamon bun, just gimme a son [Chorus] Love is hate in this world of sin (Mm) It's the world we're in Gimme time and I'll make this work (Mm) You can tell I'm lit Baby, baby, ayy, come and hold this dick (Mm, mm-mm) You can tell I'm lit Love is hate in this world of sin (Mm) It's the world we're in Gimme time and I'll make this work (Mm) You can tell I'm lit Baby, baby, ayy, come and hold this dick (Mm, mm-mm) You can tell I'm lit [Verse 2] Any chance, I'm bangin' it, bangin' it (Dudu, baow) Baby girl just handle it, handle it (Handle it) Upsuh, I'm travellin', travellin' (Travellin') Are you gonna miss my javelin, javelin? (Ugh) I ain't never seen a girl so sexy (Never) I don't know, it's tekky Keisha been givin' me Becky (Ugh) So I don't know nothin' 'bout preggy (Nothin') And a boy got hit in his mango (Dudu, baow) So I don't know nuttin' 'bout leggy (Nah) From young, been sippin' on Wray Wray (Wray Wray) So I don't know nuttin' 'bout Henny (Henny) That's cap, man pourin' up Henny (Whoosh) 'Til it burn my belly (Ugh) Anywhere man step, man shelly (Dudu, baow) Everything get wetty (Wetty) But back to the chocolate cinnamon Cocoa browning, saucy melanin (Melanin) 'Cause I need this one like medicine Ten rounds of straight adrenaline (Adrenaline) Baby girl just lovin' it All now, she don't know my government (She don't) All the weight I move is cuttin' it Left, right, dip, bruckin' it (Dip, dip) She gon' die if I sink it deeper (Deeper) Baby girl's a diva Call me when you need them inches (Ugh) I'm your local dealer (Dealer) It's the way that you slide them panties (Slide it) You're a creamer, creamer (Creamer) And you roll on me when you're hungry (Hungry) You're an eater, eater [Chorus] Love is hate in this world of sin (Mm) It's the world we're in Gimme time and I'll make this work (Mm) You can tell I'm lit Baby, baby, ayy, come and hold this dick (Mm, mm-mm) You can tell I'm lit Love is hate in this world of sin (Mm) It's the world we're in Gimme time and I'll make this work (Mm) You can tell I'm lit Baby, baby, ayy, come and hold this dick (Mm, mm-mm) You can tell I'm lit [Outro] Mhmm Trinz Ha Mhmm Send me one and make it love Mhmm
Stepped in with a- (Pr-Pr-Pr-Pr-) Bup, bup, bup, bup, that's that macaroni That hammer, that hammer, it stays on me Stays on me (Pr-Pr-Pr-Proffit) [Chorus: AM] Walk around with that dot-dot, it ain't comfy Stepped in with a trench coat, it's so lovely Bup, bup, bup, bup, that's that macaroni That hammer, that hammer, it stays on me Walk around with that dot-dot, it ain't comfy Stepped in with a trench coat, it's so lovely Bup, bup, bup, bup, that's that macaroni That hammer, that hammer, it stays on me UMI 'Wherever u r' Official Lyrics & Meaning | Genius Verified [Verse 1: Skengdo] I don't fuck with the opps, no Man, fuck all the opps Ching man down, man get chopped Cut man up, somethin' like crops (Somethin' like crops) I don't fuck with the opps (Du-du-du, bow) Man, fuck all the opps Ching man down, man get chopped Cut man up, somethin' like crops (Ching, ching) There's corn in the dots (Yes) Bells pending for the Glock (Yes) How many times have we grabbed my man but he still wanna chat like gwop? (How many? How many?) Straight face, nothin' ain't wrong (No) Spill juice, yeah, I got the job done (Spill it) One time, I had to run, it's cool Touch me, like, don't be a mug L-O-L, you're getting me mad With bro, he's lettin' it bang (Du-du-du, bow) Bring a bat if somethin' wan' jam Muay Thai kick to the face like Damme (Bow) I'm talkin' 'bout the corn from the stick, man Run up on the boy, that's click, bang Blah, blah, blah, chit-chat Who? What? Where? Dip-dap She a badderz (Badderz) Toppin' on me, she sloppin' on me, she a hatterz (Slop, slop, slop) Pipe your sis, pipe your girl, no manners (Pipe it) 2Bunny, C4, that's crashers (Crash) Said hella man got flattered (Flattered) Said anywhere, don't matter [Chorus: AM] Walk around with that dot-dot, it ain't comfy Stepped in with a trench coat, it's so lovely Bup, bup, bup, bup, that's that macaroni That hammer, that hammer, it stays on me Walk around with that dot-dot, it ain't comfy Stepped in with a trench coat, it's so lovely Bup, bup, bup, bup, that's that macaroni That hammer, that hammer, it stays on me [Verse 2: AM] Ayy, ayy, du-du, du-du (Bow) Back the wap and they cut Man did a back-to-back, they went nuts I was in the trap with cats to make funds Me, GD, went back to get paid He was with the girls, about to get drunk Non, c'est triste, how you in the room surrounded by bums? Who wanna hold some shells? I, I didn't kiss that girl You, you should have stayed at home I, I ain't tryna share them bells You, you could have backed your friend I, I could have gave him life You, you wanna talk on the 'net I, I wanna make it live (Du-du-du-du, du-du-du-du) That's that macaroni Bin Laden, Osama, it stays on me Chest shot, he fold up, and roly poly Active, but inside, I'm very lonely Father, forgive me, 'cause I ain't holy Losing my loved ones, they're dyin' slowly Touch them, I'll bang-bang, get through your Stoney Block's hot, the beef's on, it's gettin' smoky [Chorus: AM] Walk around with that dot-dot, it ain't comfy Stepped in with a trench coat, it's so lovely Bup, bup, bup, bup, that's that macaroni That hammer, that hammer, it stays on me Walk around with that dot-dot, it ain't comfy Stepped in with a trench coat, it's so lovely Bup, bup, bup, bup, that's that macaroni That hammer, that hammer, it stays on me [Outro: AM] That's that macaroni Stepped in with a trench coat, it's so lovely Bup, bup, bup, bup, that's that macaroni That hammer, that hammer, it stays on me Stays on me, stays on me
du-du-du-da corn come fat like buddha banged to the face from unah how you gonna touch my mulah? man coulda’ got that .35 but i want bread like mansa musa that’s me tryna eat right everyone knows that i love my tuna [verse 1 - skengdo] hold on, hold on man’s still running their mouth all now i ain’t been touched don’t ever use me for clout more time i’ve been doing up work and this pr-ck’s tryna draw me out but it’s cool, it’s calm, it’s great bros rolling with chief keef now (bang bang) bare “bro-bro, run-run quick!” du-du-du-du-bow zip those lips your pr-ck she sucked my d-ck, and you’re lipsing it down turn it (?) you’re throwing no fist you ride that -shh- and you know xing xiao i don’t care if you’re old or young you violate me, you’re a stupid clown lurk round there, watch everyone panic black blade ching bare f-ggots neck, back, chest; that’s bare damage soon all of my bros live lavish lurk round there, watch everyone panic black blade ching bare f-ggots neck, back, chest; that’s bare damage soon all of my bros live lavish hate the b-tch, can’t go to the station she’s asking me h-lla questions i think she works for the bacon minimal trust for her for all i know she f-cks with the pagans and they wanna try call up snitch no one ain’t snitching, you’re just dumb we don’t give a toss, no we don’t rate them du-du-du-da corn come fat like buddha banged to the face from unah how you gonna touch my mulah? man coulda’ got that .35 but i want bread like mansa musa that’s me tryna eat right everyone knows that i love my tuna push that work man’s getting it grab my man, that’s leverage i ain’t gonna stop this madness till i see bones and skeletons od handting, that’s a remington shotgun, b-side like belling them i keep telling them now i keep telling them that a man did pressure them no head for the corn, it’s different no entry wound, just ripping it young boy said the trap don’t work put rocks in your line, start kicking it her stress that sh-t, start cooking it bad b too brown, start whooping it shotgun come like thunder when they hear that sound, they’re shook of it loads of clapping i get bull for the madting sadting that should affect my actions no way cause a man’s too active gang ting; pull up on yutes, like random like why should i allow you this time? either way, man’s still gonna crash him cah they weird, they love that chatting i don’t want love, that sh-t’s distracting but i like that one and it may sound weird but do you wanna stroke my gun? you’re dirty, i was gonna make that percey good one got the magnum worksy good one that one get them all flirty du-du-du-da corn come fat like buddha banged to the face from unah how you gonna touch my mulah? man coulda’ got that .35 but i want bread like mansa musa that’s me tryna eat right everyone knows that i love my tuna
