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Which Flavour Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
Billing up packs I say which flavour
Happiest day when I'm chasing paper
On the estate with my bro S Aviour
Stacking up racks for the cats my neighbours
Racking up stacks on the stage it's crazy
Back that mic and I sing no Jay Z
Your stuck in the trap but bro that ain't me
Smoking up zoots on the broad it's daily
Up on the track with the boys from diff
When I hear that beat I kill that bitch
When I make them beats I make that switch
No click 140 up on the sitch
Boys my age victims to the system
Count your days till you leaving prison
Risked that once cuz you caught him slipping
Now your a slave and your freedom missing
When I back this microphone
On track with bro
Put chrome to domes
He tried chatting shit
And lost his hoe
Now he's all left on his own
I'm just a normal yute
Who's hopping on mics and killing his tunes
Who's that cuz I'm better than you
Stacking up ps and this fame come soon
My names CH
Sit down and get to know me
Doing up beats yeah I craft that slowly
Setting up amps on stage not lonely
Phone me doing up songs with broski
Low-key smoking up packs with the homies
Brodie got left now he lonely
Now it's him him him and him only
I ain't like you man your broke
Cuz you invest your ps in smoke
My interest is with green and tokes
More time on stage just shutting down shows
Who's my favourite? blonde hoes
Can I name her? oh no
Can I change her? for sure
What's her brain like? said wow
When I back this microphone
On track with bro
Put chrome to domes
He tried chatting shit
And lost his hoe
Now he's all left on his own
I'm just a normal yute
Who's hopping on mics and killing his tunes
Who's that cuz I'm better than you
Stacking up ps and this fame come soon
Keep my distance from all of these these snakes
If your girl got cake bruck that it's bait
Setting my name on the streets and the mains
This grade aint game my chain insane
Don't fuck with the shanks the ps my game
Got the lv bag on the central chain
Central train that's Cardiff ways
Got streams for days make beats get paid
When I back this microphone
On track with bro
Put chrome to domes
He tried chatting shit
And lost his hoe
Now he's all left on his own
I'm just a normal yute
Who's hopping on mics and killing his tunes
Who's that cuz I'm better than you
Stacking up ps and this fame come soon