Daily Duppy

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 Fresh out the cage for a slaughter
 Damn, I was stunned when the case got brought up
 It's just me and my bros like Warner
 Hold up, wait, let me take that corner
 Burst in whip and replace that quarter
 See how the weights transformer
 Back roads, TT and it's crisp like Walker
 Bag full of whoosh but who's the informer
 Look, ding dong trips with 3 double 0s
 Don't slip 'cause we lurk in order
 There's PCD's with the Trident vests at my door but I ain't no talker
 The opps try come but the script got flipped
 And them boy wrote off, no author
 I see bare man dust when they saw that Corsa
 Splash, splash, bare Fiji water
 Opp block trip with a bally, my bro got knicked with a boarer, boarer
 Now he can't fly out or move round the border
 Cah he keep serving probation order
 Pass the ting over, the bread got watered
 Park the two blockies, now they got sorted
 Ugh, broski's taking the piss
 How you taking a pic with a waigon's daughter
 The Regina tried put me to test
 I hate, I hate when they ain't tryna dish out a evs
 Man sit on remand and stress
 Cah it ain't a game, it's life or death
 Fresh, fresh on the streets
 Man threw out the beef
 Any mash that I want, man gets
 The feds try knick me for what now
 Hold up, that's not me like Skep
 Look man know I got a tiny temper
 Lemme cool off, baby girl don't stress
 I go STK then I call her
 Got two bills, she got two in her breast
 Hotel Raddison Blu, I'm burning a zoot
 Gyal, come here and bill some zegs
 Listen, come with the chip gyal
 Give me the drop on the opper's address
 Roads too smokey, no salmon
 I was locked up, tryna work on my album
 But there's pagan boys in the jailhouse
 Way too much that I can't even count 'em
 A few, a few opps in a wok, who found them, us
 My Queen counsel told me
 That the evs was dead, let's take it to trial then
 I done two times walking out of the Bailey
 Go stay low from the siren
 They see man run on the back roads
 Swinging my boar, it's force I'm applying
 Look, jailhouse ting
 Bro bros tryna lurk and he froze, let me go and grab my ting
 They done too much chat, had enough of the opps, bare rude boys hyping
 Besides them, CPS and Tridents move like rap is the cause of violence
 Deja vu, I bust all indictments
 No more jail cah my freedom's priceless
 CID still onto the niners
 I'm in the jailhouse swinging my arms
 Got beef in the marsh, lurky with the lifers, ugh
 Big drip, call that Chanaynay
 Watch me go whip that O, no silent
 Oh, see one of the jurors sleeping in court
 Then I'm giving the usher a silent note
 CPS, they know that the verse weren't right
 In the court with the Trident, don't
 I've been lit before they paid me
 Buss down tints, drive by in the ride with smoke
 Breeze out the car, there's an opp in the 9
 It's us, lurking through in a dinger
 I put 2 plus 2 in a spinner
 Buss, if not then we lurk with a chinger
 Poke or shave him smoothly with a clipper
 He can hold one too cah he been on the fence
 And he's way too inner, inner, inner
 Brozay's losing the plot in the hood
 Feels like I'm living in Black Mirror
 Ghost, ghost, move like Big Tipper
 We serve food in our capital
 TT coming in hood and extra like Yinka
 There's OT flakes in a bake
 Watch it marinate rocks and we chop that dinner
 My little brozay's tryna move with an Uz'
 Cah there's bare bloodstains when he bust that trigger
 Airborne blood all over the dinger
 Whoosh, first in the pool like Liver
 Pull up then gun anyone that's similar
 A yout got hella ching stripes, no Tigger
 Now we got bare red juice like Bigga
 Free my cody then fly up COT then chop up the shape like Triller
 Tik Tok, gun man stance in the function
 Wind up your waist with my hand on my trigger
 Rotate and flip like my flick knife babe
 Honey, shake those hips
 I can't get lidge rips
 Cah the firearms, jakes interrupt man's trips
 Real check, no ins, that's back to the compound thanks to the pigs
 I'm the best at my age, no fibs, who can flow like this
 Fuck off