Letra de Fake Friends - E1 (3x3)

Anything grrt

Untxtled

3x3

You did it again

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Ayy, Revilo on it

Free-free, free-free-free CEO Tiny, managed the block like Jürgen Klopp

'019, they were talkin' tough, in Body, I was doin' Gun Lean with Russ (Gun Lean with Russ)

Pull up-pull up-pull up on the opp block, see bare man dancin' around Kay Flock (Gang, gang, gang)

I don't care if his sister a thot, 'round here, we just call it a "Beat and Chop"

Knock-knock, who's there? See one at the spot, I'm tryna cop me some Mormon drops (Off Jango's Mum)

I won't even ask you "Who have you touched?"

Kesh on me tryna search and stop 'cah no one in 3x3 gets shot

I used to keep the dots on the B-roll blocks, now, I got ten young G's makin' it hot

Big-Big-Big A really taught me a lot, told me, "Watch my friends", all now, I'm in shock (All now, I'm in shock, why?)

Cah' none of my friends wanna see me on top

Even in ends, I'm a favourite opp, I feel bare man wanna take my spot

They wanna see me get drawn out like Dutch, my yardy's separatin' the whine and kotch

Keep-keep, keep an eye on these hoes, keep an eye on the road

Keep-keep, keep-keep-keep an eye on my bros, gotta keep on my toes

Held it down on my own, true say the streets are cold

They thought E1 would fold, anything grrt, yeah

Keep an-keep an-keep an-keep an eye on these hoes, keep an eye on the road

Keep an eye on my bros, gotta keep on my toes

Held it down on my own, true say the streets are cold

They thought E1 would fold, anything grrt, yeah

What was the chances? Snaked in-house, now the UK's laughin'

Did a vid' in the ends and became a target

It was all fun and games, now, someone's retarded (Disabled)

I thought he had my man, so why the hell was he chillin' with a Spartan? (SD)

I left GDS and became an artist, I walked into Sony, they told me I'm chartin' (Independent artist)

I'll give it to Turner, he's deffo the fastest

Some say I'm rude, some say I'm charmin', the opps can't hate, "E1 you're the hardest" (You're the hardest)

We was on a offer on bugs, not opp for sale, KMT, you're jarrin' (Jarrin')

I play chess the smartest, just the beginnin', now, look what he started

Keep an eye on these hoes, keep an eye on the road

Keep-keep, keep-keep-keep an eye on my bros, gotta keep on my toes

Held it down on my own, true say the streets are cold

They thought E1 would fold, anything grrt, yeah

Keep an eye on these hoes

Keep an eye on my bros

Held it down on my own

They thought E1 would fold, anything grrt, yeah

Anything-anything-anything grrt

3-3-3x3

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