410 Skengdo - Do It & Crash lyrics

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410 Skengdo - Do It & Crash lyrics

Do it, do it Man’a put work in the streets, like Stizz Slap on attack with smoke, with smoke Man better pray that the f**boy lives Like ‘course I did Came with a shh and a guy got hit And if he ain’t worth the corn Then man’a get beat like TG did Oh s**t, that’s rude I know, I know AM and Skengdo link-up So man better catch the flow Like them man try come round Then we went back like a marigold Chef, splash, splash I swear this s**t never gets old Like s**t then, what? F**k around and get got Like how many times have I lurked with a long coat Like man’s not hot Aydee hop off the bikes and shoot Don’t you know my guy’s too on? Don’t you know my guy’s on job? Man’ve done dirt on blocks And have f**boys running his shops No lies, I’m talking facts Nuff opp-boys have been got Smashing cars, look at that p***y All now I’ve never been touched Step over there with my raincoat on Cah all now nuttin’ ain’t dropped. (410 – do it & crash) Everyone’s bad, it’s kind of sad Everyone wan try rap bout gang These yutes them mad, these skengs them bang Now you wanna act like you don’t know Bare tweeting, I don’t know ’bout that These guy’s gone nuts, it’s green we flag (green) I laugh when they talk ’bout chinging It’s countless man and your team’s been crashed 410, all we know is crash See these bells, they’re ringing Diligent men stuff tools in bags A man’s they’re sinning But I ain’t seen squash, ask Gunner and that My team be winning J Fresh, 100-bottle party And trust it was turnt to the max Been in the field from young Putting in work, I was flipping them packs Then I got my hands on a shank Don’t bother try run, say you’re on to the gang Box man up that still owe me that He ain’t curled up, then I’ve done the job wa** Mileage, hella’ mileage Better move or you might get crashed Bro said “Skeng, go get this dough” Bunny first lifestyle, no gang I hear you bro, I’mma get this money I swear I’mma get these racks And that chick is your chick But she wan be round gang Add a K on the opps, did it already Man saw me and just dashed. Push that work, man’s getting it gone That shank don’t bend, that devilish one Could’ve backed my shank on an eediyat son That’s bare ching, ching, like Asian c*nts Tits and bums that’s things I like, I don’t want no cuffs Everyone knows that I ain’t that buff Get the f**k out my face but you wan act dumb I don’t want love I just want to get my funds up Get a 1-2 corn like bum-bum Hunter Wheel it back, select R She was in the bando avec moir 12 inch rambo protector Du-du-du-du ejector You don’t wanna end up like Teddy Chop man’s throat like opps from belly Thought you would’ve learned already Saw 2 guns, but gang got many So who’s name got tarnished? How you get mocked by the tings you’re clarting Stop this talk ’bout spartans Man can’t see one Leonidas And if you really wanna talk about arson Marksman bro’s in the box like carton Get a C if the yutes that part with the bacon walking, can’t stop talking Darling, come take a trip with the martian Ugly but I’m still bussing She’s calling me ba*tard I was just laughing Noddy or leave, no bargainnn.

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