Spitting bars on the rooftop
And i'm rollin hard on the blacktop
I write lyrics non-stop
And i move forward like a droptop
I cut it in the chop shop
But don't get it mixed up until you get it fixed up
Spitting bars on the rooftop
And i'm rollin hard on the blacktop
I write lyrics non-stop
And i move forward like a droptop
I cut it in the chop shop
But don't get it mixed up until you get it fixed up
Out here and we go, ye and we go
Hitting the lyrical blow
Throwing a physical throw, a literal no
You're an abysmal show
Tell me your gonna be coming to come up, yet when I try call you it's always a hang up
Ye it's always a hang up
Whenever you wanna meet up you are hung up
Track on repeat and the lyrics are 'hang on'
But if it's a motive your timing is bang on
Ye ye it's a bit of pickle, a little dilemma
But picking new people ain't on my agenda
So f*ck off and find someone new to accept ya
Find someone to accept ya, nah not them I know they'll reject ya
Know that they'll do better and better
Stop begging and begging and stepping you cretin
Ain't like me doing that you know
But it is like me getting wavy flows
Getting waved i know i draw the line if a lines going up my nose
If a lines going up my nose, then i know
That I've f*cked up badly, now that i'm f*cked up badly, what will happen who knows
Not me though, I don't know bout this flow
Bout this show, but I'm thrown
Go full blown, don't twist shit, ye your prone
Back here to dig it seems
Grab a shovel, come at me
Your hands won't stay clean
Digging in my dirt, that's mean
Don't mix up, don't switch up, don't move to me if your shit sucks
Don't chat to me about bad luck ye what you doing, go fix up
What you doing, go fix up
Ye what you saying? don't make up
You make up and fake stuff
I'm done now, won't wait up
Spitting bars on the rooftop
And i'm rollin hard on the blacktop
I write lyrics non-stop
And i move forward like a droptop
I cut it in the chop shop
But don't get it mixed up until you get it fixed up
Spitting bars on the rooftop
And i'm rollin hard on the blacktop
I write lyrics non-stop
And i move forward like a droptop
I cut it in the chop shop
But don't get it mixed up until you get it fixed up
Ashton - Fixed Up Lyrics
Ashton - Fixed Up Lyrics
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Spitting bars on the rooftop
And i'm rollin hard on the blacktop
I write lyrics non-stop
And i move forward like a droptop
I cut it in the chop shop
But don't get it mixed up until you get it fixed up
Spitting bars on the rooftop
And i'm rollin hard on the blacktop
I write lyrics non-stop
And i move forward like a droptop
I cut it in the chop shop
But don't get it mixed up until you get it fixed up
Out here and we go, ye and we go
Hitting the lyrical blow
Throwing a physical throw, a literal no
You're an abysmal show
Tell me your gonna be coming to come up, yet when I try call you it's always a hang up
Ye it's always a hang up
Whenever you wanna meet up you are hung up
Track on repeat and the lyrics are 'hang on'
But if it's a motive your timing is bang on
Ye ye it's a bit of pickle, a little dilemma
But picking new people ain't on my agenda
So f*ck off and find someone new to accept ya
Find someone to accept ya, nah not them I know they'll reject ya
Know that they'll do better and better
Stop begging and begging and stepping you cretin
Ain't like me doing that you know
But it is like me getting wavy flows
Getting waved i know i draw the line if a lines going up my nose
If a lines going up my nose, then i know
That I've f*cked up badly, now that i'm f*cked up badly, what will happen who knows
Not me though, I don't know bout this flow
Bout this show, but I'm thrown
Go full blown, don't twist shit, ye your prone
Back here to dig it seems
Grab a shovel, come at me
Your hands won't stay clean
Digging in my dirt, that's mean
Don't mix up, don't switch up, don't move to me if your shit sucks
Don't chat to me about bad luck ye what you doing, go fix up
What you doing, go fix up
Ye what you saying? don't make up
You make up and fake stuff
I'm done now, won't wait up
Spitting bars on the rooftop
And i'm rollin hard on the blacktop
I write lyrics non-stop
And i move forward like a droptop
I cut it in the chop shop
But don't get it mixed up until you get it fixed up
Spitting bars on the rooftop
And i'm rollin hard on the blacktop
I write lyrics non-stop
And i move forward like a droptop
I cut it in the chop shop
But don't get it mixed up until you get it fixed up
And i'm rollin hard on the blacktop
I write lyrics non-stop
And i move forward like a droptop
I cut it in the chop shop
But don't get it mixed up until you get it fixed up
Spitting bars on the rooftop
And i'm rollin hard on the blacktop
I write lyrics non-stop
And i move forward like a droptop
I cut it in the chop shop
But don't get it mixed up until you get it fixed up
Out here and we go, ye and we go
Hitting the lyrical blow
Throwing a physical throw, a literal no
You're an abysmal show
Tell me your gonna be coming to come up, yet when I try call you it's always a hang up
Ye it's always a hang up
Whenever you wanna meet up you are hung up
Track on repeat and the lyrics are 'hang on'
But if it's a motive your timing is bang on
Ye ye it's a bit of pickle, a little dilemma
But picking new people ain't on my agenda
So f*ck off and find someone new to accept ya
Find someone to accept ya, nah not them I know they'll reject ya
Know that they'll do better and better
Stop begging and begging and stepping you cretin
Ain't like me doing that you know
But it is like me getting wavy flows
Getting waved i know i draw the line if a lines going up my nose
If a lines going up my nose, then i know
That I've f*cked up badly, now that i'm f*cked up badly, what will happen who knows
Not me though, I don't know bout this flow
Bout this show, but I'm thrown
Go full blown, don't twist shit, ye your prone
Back here to dig it seems
Grab a shovel, come at me
Your hands won't stay clean
Digging in my dirt, that's mean
Don't mix up, don't switch up, don't move to me if your shit sucks
Don't chat to me about bad luck ye what you doing, go fix up
What you doing, go fix up
Ye what you saying? don't make up
You make up and fake stuff
I'm done now, won't wait up
Spitting bars on the rooftop
And i'm rollin hard on the blacktop
I write lyrics non-stop
And i move forward like a droptop
I cut it in the chop shop
But don't get it mixed up until you get it fixed up
Spitting bars on the rooftop
And i'm rollin hard on the blacktop
I write lyrics non-stop
And i move forward like a droptop
I cut it in the chop shop
But don't get it mixed up until you get it fixed up
Writer: Sam Ashton
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