Daily Duppy

I just need a brick and a strip where they're fiending Then I flood that bitch and set up shop by round Shereen's bit I ain't working no strip that's doing less than three quid Straight drop the whole box, ain't washing it with remix Put a thirty-six on the strip and keep machines gripped Niggas talk shit but don't mean shit I'm in a white tee with an AP, it's a clean drip And I got the mulli on, the cubies ponged and she ain't never seen shit Like this before but she a mean bitch I'm talking like she might just be the meanest And she can suck a mean dick, the pussy all slimy, it ain't creaming She dreams about the kid, she never leaving But I'm steady jugging, doing up road and getting bookings Flooded out the bezzy with some boogums My killies don't play about boogums Suttin's getting laid if it's lookums so mind how you're looking And mind where you're stepping cah it can get treachy in the trenches It gets hella shelly when we shelling If niggas playing both sides, we'll shell 'em off the fences Dropped a quick fiddy like the shit don't get expensive When you getting money, they gon' hate like they supposed to If you getting money, she gon' face it like she owes you Getting mulli solo and I'm getting it with bro too I'm in my bag whilst putting on the whole crew That's only mulli, you official if you rolling too We the littest in the city when we rolling through All the baddies on the kid, I'm chopping up these hoes in twos And I ain't hearing all that, you better show and prove Spin that opp block, beat it off until the cops breeze These Louis' that I'm rocking one away so you can't cop these This drip that I'm spilling in cost me more than box B I'm uptown with a Mali ting and she got knock knees She just wanna top me, you ain't got it like that, you are not me What the fuck are those? They are not these The plizzy rocking with me so he fling it on me cost P I'm running up that shoe box money, we do not deets Yeah, I run it up, put it down, they ain't seeing me Grinding, same tracky for the whole week with a Z of each And a three piece from PFC, I'm feeling like DC in his D&G's It's an AMG if you see me in that GLE With my hat low, feeling like suttin boasy I trap loads, flipped a Z of each into nine O's Took L's on the come-up, nigga, you know how that grind goes Got the killies with me, the mulli's on till We was getting to the mulli way before the deal Then I got that mulli from the deal And then I got jammed up and went from the Bentley to the Ville Niggas ain't fucking with me, been the littest in the city Don't be silly, made over half a milli in the trizzy See, the plizzy that I'm rocking with, he worth a half a billi So you can probably get it for like eighteen on the brizzy Jummah in my tracky but my akhi in khalees My akh went jail and got rich off the bariis But we were getting it from when Nas was with Kelis And we was getting nicked and never talking to police I've been popping from back when Still shopping uptown, I'm popping off the tags dem I'm popping right now, nigga, never been a has-been Never been a used-to-be I did it with the realest, nigga, none of this shit new to me Been a minute since I did it, started with a Q of each I was in the yard with the users, they were using B Kerry used to call for nuttin less than a few of each I used to lick one-on-ones to Debbie round Tooley Street Hit Marry up and told him, "Pattern up the Mulli P's" Put the big face on the missus, not the Jubilee I was in the slammer, writing to Bigzy Made a Banger Beefing with the missus, had to hang up I had to hold my head and go and hold the young meds So I built a spleggs with some Cali and some shatter First time they saw me, I was looking like a hundred What did they expect? I've been cooking like some mutton This ain't nuttin new, I've been stunting since a young'un Getting uckers from a badders while I'm dumping in the foreign I was probably in the Culli with that baddie, getting ucky I put it in, nuttin 'bout this shit be lucky My juvie hella works, he just mashed it with the brucky It was Bobby in the trizz with couple brizzies of the dutty Niggas only speaking on the truth when they're telling He won't pet to get his nigga hit up with a sentence Don't believe, well, what you see, he's rolling with his bredrins He's just tryna be seen, they're just in it for some mentions I'm just tryna keep it clean, tryna get it in by all means Tryna keep it close-knit with the team We ain't never doing nuttin snaky for the P's And he was moving shaky and got blazed up with the heat I ain't playing no games where anything goes Niggas snitching on their foes, still drilling with their bros This shit ain't adding up, if you're going for a suttin, bally up And if you're getting to that money, stack it up Cah if a nigga can't pattern then he's sad as fuck I've been stacking up these rackums naturally, I'm patterned up I ain't playing no games when it falls to the mulli I was round Jones's with the Taurus and the Uzi Slagging up a fours in Dior and some Louis', that was on a Tuesday When I linked this little whore, she said she was in Gucci I ain't even take the coochie I just got a little brain and sent her back in a Ubi But she ain't got a scooby, she just one of many I done had hella floozies, I don't really do the blueys On a one away, I might do me up a Lucy But more time I'm hitting up a Becky or a Sophie or a Nelly or Shaneeka Carla or Carlita, uptown eating lobster, sipping margarita I can't lie, life coulda been all sweeter But my darg can't forward 'cause he's waiting on his VISA So they wanna know what it really is and how it go Started as an ammy, now I'm pro Suttin like Floyd, I be fiddy and O I was seeing fiddies from an iddy biddy, that shit old Now I'm seeing millies, nigga, this that growth If a nigga with me then I'm making sure he floats Once upon a time, all I ever knew was road I used to do my missus dirty regular with these hoes, now I'm grown I tell all my bitches that I got a missus And as for niggas, it's best you miss me Cah if you try me, you gon' swim with them fishes And that's just the realest, I don't want no issues I just want the mulli piling up with couple crizzibs And six zeroes on the end of all my niggas' digits I love it when I see my dargs shining I big 'em up and tell 'em gwaan, do their tizzing All my bros with it, you know it's how I put my bros in it All four corners, got it boxed And everything within, we got it locked And I got the keys, from a YG, I been a boss I drop a light P on the floss Far from washed, I live nicely in the wok I been a dope boy from the drop I still rock Nike's with Glock's, so icy like the what See, they were showing love but it was fake One thing I learned about the game, showing love will get a nigga snaked So I'm staying out the way 'cause I ain't tryna catch a case If I catch him then I'm due to throw these slugs up in his face I got a Trey, it's a Eight, not a deuce Got this flake on my plate but I ain't shotting it in loose My name holds weight, I spray booths and lay truths And now I'm getting paid from this shit I love to do What a move, I made moves. they took me through the roof Couple rocky roads but we made it through smooth Just a East side trench baby tryna make it through They tried to stop me couple times but a nigga kept his groove I stayed in motion, moving and grooving I ain't into losing, I ain't playing if it's that, I ain't laying back I'm in that trap house weighing packs There's a muzzle on it up cah I ain't playing that I been a go-getter, I ain't waiting round, nigga, cah I know better I go for racks, I ain't going for no ho heffer Couldn't give a fuck about a ho freeing up her hole I just licked a nina, got another three to go And that's a brick for you silly pricks Top shelf Cali when I'm billing it Tom Ford with some white Force, on my spiller shit I ain't even doing shit but I'm still killing shit Cutting through the city with a pretty bitch