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under oath
Knife to the neck of the roast chicken like a hostage
All squeezed around the table like sausages
Lost digits are brought up and make the wise

She like Who's that
Oh that's cozy
And King Moo
So calculated
Watch how they move
They so vicious
Don't need to be famous
Just want them digits
Won't

seven digits, bro

She thick like grits
Want this sausage
I break fast
When my omelette hits

Yeah. I'm a hit
I'm making hits
Like Aretha Franklin

innit
Premonitions of a god that is fairly dark-tinted
Flare from the sun, put a glare in y'all vision
Really nice 2 meet, like a pair of sausages//
c

all on my sausage my jimmy dean
Boy I been dougie fresh like a big e beat

Ain't no holding back
Been around like a coulda sack
I got cheese like

all my niggas we all eating now best believe I'ma split it
Started out on Berkeley picked the bag up then we ran up some digits

Pressure been reapplied

And shun the loose talk
Mu mu ri sausages 
We no day eat pork
Break down
Make you start walk
Wu yeh drink in the bottle
Mi ye crown cork
Mad time
We not

And shun the loose talk
Mone mu ru sausages 
You no day eat port
Break down
Make you start walk
Wu ye drink in the bottle
Mi ye crown cork
Madtime we not

Man I feel like I'm thug, finna run the digits
Imma stay on top, cuz I'm too persistent
Say that I'm handy I carry them tools
Drip on me wet, like I

coming together to make a difference
The system got us
Conflicted
Bout dollar signs and digits
But that's not my only mission
I'm flying defying physics

Ello my name is buck
Mr fuddy if you wanna be formal
I'm your friend with benefits
Even if I don't look quite normal

Got a boil on me digit wot I

Musics not about drugs
It’s not about the money, Or showing off Guns ,
It’s bout Stacking up the digits showing off love
And If you say you gonna be there

claiming that I'm skint,
But I've just gone and went and spent my last £20,
On sausage batter and chips,
Can of drink,
10 snout,
Pakka Riz,
And a tenners bit

boxes
In a cube, no lube, no bank deposits
One wrong move, get turned to sausage
Fresh meat should've been precautious
Fed em to the wolves
Cause I got no

the wrong We still gon' get his ahh whacked
I don't give two fucks about her, man That bitch want a bone, I'ma give her a snack
I'm servin' sausage for

less draining than staying in with the wife
Ammirite lads?

Dossing 'round Dalston
Stinking of vintage
I'm yesterday's sausage
Surrounded by kids

sausages for breakfast with the strawberries and waffles
You got bars? where's the cadence? sonically that shit's awful
It's the way I fuck the beat in every