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By OFB

Released on June 25, 2020

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[Intro]

6 Million ways to die

Choose one


[Verse 1: Kush]

Gang

Look

Kush

I come a long way from times, I used to ride round on my ridgeback

Ain't no Kung Fu fists the shing shao was out all wraps tryna spliff man (BOW)

Cus it ain't no movie ting when we kick down doors and tell man sit back

Ain't no coochie ting when moneys on call have to tell gyal sit back

I make bands with claps from traps, big spliff and we done those works

I can't beef these nerds when I circle round, ask Frog how they dispersed

Blue lights on the ride tell man don't panic just do a quick divert

Cus there's 5 or more when we doin' up road and I tryna do no bird

I ain't tryna do no bird, ill surf these curbs

Make grub on streets (skrrt skrrt)

Been tryna lay low on streets but ill bust man head I take for free

Me any opportunity ill crash that whip and get down he

He any opportunity ill burn my plug if he talks bout scene (Gimme that)

I got bando habits but ill serve on the opp block sometimes

I don't talk on drills I don't even do, I ain't like those guys from the 9

3 man in the ride, 2 corn in the nine tryna turn man off goodnight

I get back to the trap gotta buck down the nine

I'm tryna finish this by 9


[Chorus: Lowkey]

Crash shape, box face

We put all them on the front page

Mask face, No trace

We not gon give the boy no kiss

Anywhere we go you know we have the pan wit

And when we there we keep a bag of candy

Crash shape, box face

We put all them on the front page

Mask face, No trace

We not gon give the boy no kiss

Anywhere we go you know we have the pan wit

And when we there we keep a bag of candy


[Verse 2: Blitty]

Couldn't go on the ride that day, cus that day had to look after princess

Man get boared for less and man get smoked to the end like incent

Mhy yute best pull up your trousers and do the dash cus the mandem rip flesh

Barbie your way too cute and I'm a bit rude so imma show some interest

Free all the guys them times late, it was me inside

Like I don't gun lean, but ill make a gun lean if I lean in rides

I said I don't gun lean, but ill make a gun lean if I lean in rides

Me, Lz, S, Frog in the X3 tryna creep on guys (Free Slim)

Lerky Lerky in a ding dong tryna commit a purgey

Man love life 'pon gang but how many times have we been in a surgery

Bro bro way too tapped back that wap woulda thought he was Shirley

Seen man go way too loose and spill that juice


[Chorus: Lowkey]

Crash shape, box face

We put all them on the front page

Mask face, No trace

We not gon give the boy no kiss

Anywhere we go you know we have the pan wit

And when we there we keep a bag of candy

Crash shape, box face

We put all them on the front page

Mask face, No trace

We not gon give the boy no kiss

Anywhere we go you know we have the pan wit

And when we there we keep a bag of candy