E300 Buddah

By So Large

On 500 Grams EP

Released on December 8, 2015

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[Verse 1: So Large]

You think I'm having that? Hold on

Think that I'm not coming back? Hold on

Think that it's nothing but chat? Hold on

Piere shot from my whip, that's no long

Machine get rinsed, get sold on

Say they're killers and so on and so on

None of that gwan when they link So Large

Dem boy dere are the opposite of hard, what?

They say they're riding for me, come through

Feel say they're hyped from beef, come through

We can have it live in the street, come through

Think you're Drake and I'm Meek? Come through

Cause anyhow, I buck you

I'll make your worst nightmare come through

If I'm chasing your mate and I miss him with the blade

Would be you it come through


[Hook: So Large]

You really, really wouldn't wanna be on

The other side of my flicky, cause

I might cut your artery and

You'll bleed internally, trust me

You really, really wouldn't wanna be on

The other side of my flicky, cause

I might cut your artery and

You'll bleed internally, trust me


[Verse 2: Ghetts]

Just spent a score on a brand new flicky

Face get sliced like man's too pretty

No homo but who bangs? Who's Billy?

Niggas don't know that I'm nang with the shank

That's why I roll solo, man's too witty

Shut your mout, don't make me slap you silly

I should slap you, just cause you chat to thingy

I told your gyal I ain't got no gyal

You told her how much gyal mi ran through really

Man's too cold, man's too chilly

Man move Joan and man move Whitney

Man do road and man do lyrics

Tombstone a man who's witty

View so crap, who did it?

You don't rap, you gimmick

My tool go bang, Cillit

Yamaha ting

Black [?] TEC pack, camouflage ting

Newham, Plaistow, Stratford, Forest Gate

[?] Custom House, Manor Park ting

This ain't a drill, this ain't a drill

But man ah mek that alarm ring

Kill or be killed, how many killers you killed?

They cyan't make man a target

Have you written your will? What have you writ in your will?

Tell me, man are asking

Let me finish my meal, then get wicked for real

My chest don't have a heart in

I don't listen to Sketch, I don't listen to Phil

Cuh man are too [?]

I've got niggas in pen, niggas in ville

Bare man I cyan't ring


[Hook: So Large]

You really, really wouldn't wanna be on

The other side of my flicky, cause

I might cut your artery and

You'll bleed internally, trust me

You really, really wouldn't wanna be on

The other side of my flicky, cause

I might cut your artery and

You'll bleed internally, trust me


[Verse 3: So Large]

East side shotta, dem ah rock and come in

Down south shotta, dem ah rock and come in

Up north shotta, dem ah rock and come in

West side shotta, dem ah rock and come in

Oi, on a likkle roller we come in

C class Benz when I pull up on the scene

None of my birds are under 18

Any time I grab tits, it's over 18

Fresh out the Candy Street housing scheme

Big gas guzzler beat come in

Stop at the station and buy gasoline

Crep Protect, sure my creps stay clean

Big S-O Large from London, Bow E3

Make funds fast, make funds frequently

When I come around, man are wicked MC

Man calm lock down the whole grime scene

You see mi ah tell any MC

(Just shut up)


[Hook: So Large]

You really, really wouldn't wanna be on

The other side of my flicky, cause

I might cut your artery and

You'll bleed internally, trust me

You really, really wouldn't wanna be on

The other side of my flicky, cause

I might cut your artery and

You'll bleed internally, trust me