Rumours

By Hp Boyz

Released on December 27, 2020

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[Intro]

(Sefru, this shit bang, bang)


[Chorus: MWAYS]

They don't do this, acting foolish

They ain't got no looters

Definitely got no shooters

They just bang on the net

Only touch keys behind computers

Can't believe in anything, they're fake, they're more like rumours

They don't do this, acting foolish (Hey)

They ain't got no looters (Woop)

Definitely got no shooters (Baow, baow)

They just bang on the net

Only touch keys behind computers (They do, they do)

Can't believe in anything, they'rе fake, they're morе like rumours (Soo soo)

They don't do this, acting foolish (Hey)

They ain't got no looters (Woop)

Definitely got no shooters (Baow, baow)

They just bang on the net

Only touch keys behind computers (They do, they do)

Can't believe in anything, they're fake, they're more like rumours


[Verse 1: Onit]

They don't want war, they don't want to battle with me

Only with half of me (Nah)

At least I got half a G

And I don't need half my G's

Shout out to Arthur Skeeze

My G's in like a pharmacy (Soo soo)

Send them to the armoury

And we pop 'em like artery (Bop, bop)

My mates got stacks and that

My mates got gats and that

If you talk shit, you get smacked in the slap

Wacked in the back of the head with a packet mine

Put me in a truck with the matte black and a fat cap in the back of them line

Like, yeah, you're off your fucking rocker

Come around here with a bitch ass threat

Get kicked in the head like fucking soccer (Soo)

But I don't play sport

Out in the street, straight war

No joke, you been sipping from the same shore

Them goose ducks in the same water

Never duck, no goose

Never said nothing to the screws (Grr)

Never gonna say names, nah


[Chorus: MWAYS]

They don't do this, acting foolish (Hey)

They ain't got no looters (Woop)

Definitely got no shooters (Baow, baow)

They just bang on the net

Only touch keys behind computers (They do, they do)

Can't believe in anything, they're fake, they're more like rumours (Soo soo)

They don't do this, acting foolish (Hey)

They ain't got no looters (Woop)

Definitely got no shooters (Baow, baow)

They just bang on the net

Only touch keys behind computers (They do, they do)

Can't believe in anything, they're fake, they're more like rumours


[Verse 2: MWAYS]

I got that gift but it comes with curses (Curses)

Money on my mind, only got time for a reading person (Brr)

Don't think twice 'bout that purchase (Stop thinking twice)

Let me get this straight

Don't flex diamond chains if you can't feed your mates (Feed your mates)

Don't talk about drip, no one rides your wave (Baow, baow)

Sweet thugs, I'm sick of them (Who?)

Junkies, we start billing them (Woop)

Bag 'em up get rid of them

Get saucy, who's feeling it?

And I know my group contagious

We linger like fragrance

Can't compare to the straightness

Feeling like Vegas with all these wages (Soo soo)

Don't care if you're famous (Nah)

I know you got gang on your playlist (Baow)

You hear our shit and feel dangerous

Trying to be like gang in the cages

Trying to make the news (Make the what?)

Trying to make those front cover pages

But my brothers don't say shit

It's still no coming up cases (Grr, grr)


[Chorus: MWAYS]

They don't do this, acting foolish (Hey)

They ain't got no looters (Woop)

Definitely got no shooters (Baow, baow)

They just bang on the net

Only touch keys behind computers (They do, they do)

Can't believe in anything, they're fake, they're more like rumours (Soo soo)

They don't do this, acting foolish (Hey)

They ain't got no looters (Woop)

Definitely got no shooters (Baow, baow)

They just bang on the net

Only touch keys behind computers (They do, they do)

Can't believe in anything, they're fake, they're more like rumours


[Verse 3: YJ]

They couldn't compare to me, they hate and they envy (No way)

Got eyes on me like Fendi

Pop off till the case is empty (Ayy)

Got tools in the block like Navies (Grr)

I'm a '98 baby so I gotta go crazy

Yeah, I got to stay wavy

Cautions start calling, giving out shots like early in the morning

No warning, slide in the foreign

Hop out the whip, they couldn't afford it (Woop)

Stop talking that nonsense

Got G's in the wing like Bronson

You don't want no problems

Trying to get racks like Bumpy Johnson (Bumpy)

Keep marching, hoes keep barking

Got plenty of ones still charting

Came from the dungeon, shutting down functions (Of course you are)

Go insane like Russians

Body wrecking, doing my Tekken

Interesting, got me investing

Six sides, that lethal weapon

Run down the lock, then need protection

Trying to get me a doobie like Scooby

No love when I grip this trigger (Grr, baow)


[Chorus: MWAYS]

They don't do this, acting foolish (Hey)

They ain't got no looters (Woop)

Definitely got no shooters (Baow, baow)

They just bang on the net

Only touch keys behind computers (They do, they do)

Can't believe in anything, they're fake, they're more like rumours (Soo soo)

They don't do this, acting foolish (Hey)

They ain't got no looters (Woop)

Definitely got no shooters (Baow, baow)

They just bang on the net

Only touch keys behind computers (They do, they do)

Can't believe in anything, they're fake, they're more like rumours