Genny Blunts (prod. Pdixxx)
Verse 1: SNXP
Catch me blowing potent from the front side of the ocean
Coasting by the waves I’m floating holding no sense of emotion
Loading location in motion with a clique now i’m golden
Got my ***** motor boating its my way its bragadocious
I don’t give a damn i just build one up
Just to burn down i couldn’t give a ****
I give up one if i stuck through the rough
In the mud i’ve been swimming in
Ditch ritalin the kids been mixing em business missions
Switching benjamin now my pockets missing
It’s still **** you you opposition
I don’t want you but i want you to listen to me
I was ditching school i did it all for you i couldn’t get a clue all i want is you
Now I’m choking up under the blue moon
In a few if this true imma see you soon it’ll all be cool when we the coupe and i’m next to you
Now we smoking up under the blue moon
Verse 2: RICHMAIDEN
Pardon me
I feel like i’ve been losing track of the people in my life
Carry the weight of my bruvvas with a long stride
Dem 110's have been around the block twice
Closed mind and I'm in a different time zone now
Owe it all to these sick nightmares
I fear it's all about to come crashing down
So get the ********** out the way
I reckon imma lose my sense of identity
Harness all of my energy
Coven with the planet switchaz
Flat roofin out the misery
Not a disciple
See i’m maiden revvin the kz
And i got that blood on my knees
What the hell do they want from me?
I’m hosting a curse
40 bottle burst when i threw it at the brick wall
Double malt stains
Not opposed to keeping my composure but for lack of better Words when it’s supposed to ******* rain it ******* rains all day
Blender bottle full of that tanqueray
Little bit of tonic make it taste ok
But tonight I can tell that I'll be drinking it straight
Coven be clique, lurking in the UK
Chilling in pigalle with them gosha sweatpants
Compass on my arm like a ****** hooligan
On them cobblestone streets in my wtaps vans
Risen from the crypt just to fall inside again
Verse 3: EIDOLON
So lost out of focus yeah I been here before
Sip my sorrow out the bottle got it killin me slow
Hard to swallow to a hollow pit of whispers from ghosts
I clutch the throttle hit the gas and let the wind hit the door
Now I got
Dispositions in the rearview
Let the smoke hit the glass
Destination no clue but
Know I gotta make it fast
Cut ties with the fortress
Feelin like an outcast
So threw with the bulls**t
Middle finger to the past
Cus you used me up
You're through with us
It's useless rubix
Cubed s**t up
I bruised my fists from poundin dust
I blew my nuts I lost my trust
Now I'm chilling with a Chelsie grin strolling down green street
Chugging London gin in a pea coat **** breeze
Hooligan mean streak
Coven make ya knees weak
Gang of ****** fiends
Carve a C watch your cheeks bleed
Verse 4: BEXEY
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