Evidently, Ima big dawg definitely,
When I step got steppers with me,
I kill em and I do it so effortlessly,
Umm, ow u mean ow u mean, ya dun know seh mi bad and clean,
Me try go round the ting are you mad fam should never would never could never be,
I Switch up the flow rudeboy I got so many,
Kill every mc like I don't know any,
If it aint loud, I don't wanna smoke any,
So many L's dawg I ain't tryna hold any,
North london but a separate faction,
Where the mandem are all bout action,
And the pagans are moving crafty,
But its cool cos i'm ready when the ting gets warm, I be on my p's n q's in the crib just loading corn, I'm a artist so yeah man tings get drawn, I set it off like Jason Bourne,
I'm with my girl and a girls tryna move to me I swear down babe I don't know this jawn,
My tings outta the norm,
Unruly and truly I don't conform,
My nigga T that's fam to the max,
Can't stop the wave them man fi relax,
All of the gyal from front to the back,
Ya gyal love when I jump on a track,
Lemme try explain, I weren't raised on a lane man came from the flats,
Came in the game man came with facts,
Check the scoreboard, check the stats,
I'm over the odds, can't flow with the gods,
Still close to my 9 but i'm closer with god,
G O D that's my D O G, try know I still roll with the dog, ow yuh mean,
Walked in the dance with a bop n a lean,
And I told man I take it to the extreme,
I just chop bars,
I got vision like Rice with the long pass,
Like J man ah spray mc, i slay mc,
What can you say mc,
You man are fast food KFC, KMT
Big body AMG quicker than S AND,
So bmt, don't size up,
Nigga I'm certified, don't hype,
BBK for life, still here so get why you lickle joke man don't like us,
Talk bout the hardest gotta call my name,
Straight up n down fam I don't do sideways,
They don't get how the ting still thriving it's hurting their hand man's giving them migraine, violate who what where are you mad fam, me n my machine that's gang gang, desert eagle sky you outta ya man bag, i told man leave me alone i'm a mad man,
Now i'm taking it easy, to try explain man you wouldn't believe me,
Beforehand I was gassed up after the fact man the ting got meedi,
I make it look easy, check the cv i do it neatly, ya bm in my dm, telling me that the game still needs me
Frisco - GBTH Freestyle Lyrics
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Evidently, Ima big dawg definitely,
When I step got steppers with me,
I kill em and I do it so effortlessly,
Umm, ow u mean ow u mean, ya dun know seh mi bad and clean,
Me try go round the ting are you mad fam should never would never could never be,
I Switch up the flow rudeboy I got so many,
Kill every mc like I don't know any,
If it aint loud, I don't wanna smoke any,
So many L's dawg I ain't tryna hold any,
North london but a separate faction,
Where the mandem are all bout action,
And the pagans are moving crafty,
But its cool cos i'm ready when the ting gets warm, I be on my p's n q's in the crib just loading corn, I'm a artist so yeah man tings get drawn, I set it off like Jason Bourne,
I'm with my girl and a girls tryna move to me I swear down babe I don't know this jawn,
My tings outta the norm,
Unruly and truly I don't conform,
My nigga T that's fam to the max,
Can't stop the wave them man fi relax,
All of the gyal from front to the back,
Ya gyal love when I jump on a track,
Lemme try explain, I weren't raised on a lane man came from the flats,
Came in the game man came with facts,
Check the scoreboard, check the stats,
I'm over the odds, can't flow with the gods,
Still close to my 9 but i'm closer with god,
G O D that's my D O G, try know I still roll with the dog, ow yuh mean,
Walked in the dance with a bop n a lean,
And I told man I take it to the extreme,
I just chop bars,
I got vision like Rice with the long pass,
Like J man ah spray mc, i slay mc,
What can you say mc,
You man are fast food KFC, KMT
Big body AMG quicker than S AND,
So bmt, don't size up,
Nigga I'm certified, don't hype,
BBK for life, still here so get why you lickle joke man don't like us,
Talk bout the hardest gotta call my name,
Straight up n down fam I don't do sideways,
They don't get how the ting still thriving it's hurting their hand man's giving them migraine, violate who what where are you mad fam, me n my machine that's gang gang, desert eagle sky you outta ya man bag, i told man leave me alone i'm a mad man,
Now i'm taking it easy, to try explain man you wouldn't believe me,
Beforehand I was gassed up after the fact man the ting got meedi,
I make it look easy, check the cv i do it neatly, ya bm in my dm, telling me that the game still needs me
When I step got steppers with me,
I kill em and I do it so effortlessly,
Umm, ow u mean ow u mean, ya dun know seh mi bad and clean,
Me try go round the ting are you mad fam should never would never could never be,
I Switch up the flow rudeboy I got so many,
Kill every mc like I don't know any,
If it aint loud, I don't wanna smoke any,
So many L's dawg I ain't tryna hold any,
North london but a separate faction,
Where the mandem are all bout action,
And the pagans are moving crafty,
But its cool cos i'm ready when the ting gets warm, I be on my p's n q's in the crib just loading corn, I'm a artist so yeah man tings get drawn, I set it off like Jason Bourne,
I'm with my girl and a girls tryna move to me I swear down babe I don't know this jawn,
My tings outta the norm,
Unruly and truly I don't conform,
My nigga T that's fam to the max,
Can't stop the wave them man fi relax,
All of the gyal from front to the back,
Ya gyal love when I jump on a track,
Lemme try explain, I weren't raised on a lane man came from the flats,
Came in the game man came with facts,
Check the scoreboard, check the stats,
I'm over the odds, can't flow with the gods,
Still close to my 9 but i'm closer with god,
G O D that's my D O G, try know I still roll with the dog, ow yuh mean,
Walked in the dance with a bop n a lean,
And I told man I take it to the extreme,
I just chop bars,
I got vision like Rice with the long pass,
Like J man ah spray mc, i slay mc,
What can you say mc,
You man are fast food KFC, KMT
Big body AMG quicker than S AND,
So bmt, don't size up,
Nigga I'm certified, don't hype,
BBK for life, still here so get why you lickle joke man don't like us,
Talk bout the hardest gotta call my name,
Straight up n down fam I don't do sideways,
They don't get how the ting still thriving it's hurting their hand man's giving them migraine, violate who what where are you mad fam, me n my machine that's gang gang, desert eagle sky you outta ya man bag, i told man leave me alone i'm a mad man,
Now i'm taking it easy, to try explain man you wouldn't believe me,
Beforehand I was gassed up after the fact man the ting got meedi,
I make it look easy, check the cv i do it neatly, ya bm in my dm, telling me that the game still needs me
Writer: Deshane Cornwall
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Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC