PURGE Lyrics

When the mandem jump on the ding dong…..

Bro bro

Yo buy me a new gun … a new gun…

Hunhhh…

How many man got chased by we…

Haaaaaa? shit, are you mad?

Ha haaaaa!

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Ayyyyy….

When the mandem jump on the ding dong no bluetooth bro turn on the radio

Yoo homie act dumb like Patrick so he got dipped in the chest he a dead one

Brat tat tat tat tat

…. hear them play with the toys if man use that on you … like the name you’re gone!

one two step then i fling that…. ying that!… put your mandem 6 ft under!

(Rip)

Man circle around like an analog stick tryna get bulls eye on no fake shot. (Baaaa!) I like the sound when the gunnies bang bang If you’re chilling out block you’re dead(RIp!) Them man ching like Them man ching like ... bro!

how man man got chased by we?

Tryna switch old blood like OT Chi

But I'm in OT I’m tryna make this cheese

(Verse)

They Say we don’t trap in the bando,

trap trap trap.. man aint true with the tempo (yo!)

I don’t care bout you and yo gang, run that man down if he blocking the racks (bah!)

The Bad bih knows i like when she licks it.. di.. in her mouth and she wet like cris... (sssssiip) I don’t care about stash Fame on my mind.. rolling The racks like a dice..(chickchin!)

,i roll that shit in the mud... got the big bag them man don’ leap like a frog (shhhh)

,redrum, still on my page,got me sinking in sage them man feeling like rage ...(rahh)

, rraatatata like the thing goes boom skraahh! you take them man out

(Oou), I put the chills in yo lane make a nigga cripwalk he be loosing the name. (On god)

Yo! Bruck off man they bruck off track drilling got mad make them mandem slide

freestyle on the beat like plugged in with fumez And them man got the flows (them man wah?)

Like Yoo! Get put on the RTE ,Rambo twist get turned like a key

man said they don’t kiss and tell

if you snitching on bro you get left like a scene april fool now the prank get dangerous

Tell yo bro rise that mash and spit

Aim for his gang or aim for his crew

I don’t see man spillin’ the drill

Baley on his face he aint taking that risk ting prolly watched them Man them flee

then split when the lights get off, this shii gets real When they gang like freak!….

She left me unread back then when i had no bread like she don’t even know me….. now they call me (ahhh ahhh) the baker, shawty wanna taste this bread cause I’m done baking.. I’m beefing the devil himself bro! I don’t wanna sell my soul to no demon.

Cause niggas get mad over fame

More blood over stain, they going insane (RIP)

Buh I gotta stick to my lane

Ying that trap man we drill in the game

(Bah bah)!

1 2 3 for the main guys

4 5 6 we go coco no henny

(Uh huh)7 8 9 for them bitches shake that ass like a video vickcin

Black white girls aint no pikki

They all in designer at 10 we go freaky …

When the mandem jump on the ding dong no bluetooth bro turn on the radio (skiddi)

Yoo homie act dumb like Patrick so he got dipped in the chest he a dead one

Brat tat tat tat tat

…. hear them play with the toys if man use that on you … like the name you’re gone!

one two step then i fling that…. ying that!.. put your mandem 6 ft under!

I can never snitch on a bro or mandem said it before man I mean that’s gang code

Yoo mandem got switched off like lightbulb night in a day got him six feet under

back then we don’t roll with the jakes

Now the jake boys wanna know who that man

(who that man)! Beast got back to his cage cause me and my gang we don’t miss that rage

(Nevahhhh)

Ayyyy free shout out to all the mandem

Big stepper

I see you timmy

Big ups to my bruddy decious

Jaynice

Ayyy the gyal dem glowrie you know the vibe!!️

You already know who the F i is so right now I don’t think i need no fucking introduction!

You get me…….

Skiddi bow….!.!.