They call me baller Bash, I'm a dark skinned yute with a dark heart
I'm on the grind, mashing P's spitting hard bars
Man on road they think I think I'm star, nar
I'm in the hood, the same number like wahgwarn?
Fuck saying mind out, manna barge past
Them wasteman who wanna try and block are path
I'm half Dominican, my other half's Jamaican
(????) Ar' what a raasclaat!
Them pussyoles who tried it, I'll have the last laugh
I'll take away their oxygen, their last gasp
Used to spit for free but now I charge ca'
I race up the M1, I need them fast cars
I need them large yards, look after marge and parge
Fuck a normal job darg, that don't look after far
Wanna invest in art, I'll rip this world apart
I got these streets locked, I'll soon shoot up the chart
Donate to charity? Nar!
Donate to Africa but still fucking girls hard ma
Take off your bra, ta
Your boyfriend is a batty, his cousin is a dick
His best friend is a pussy, he used to stink of piss
But I don't watch them ca, I need to feed my belly
By using my words, get my face on the tele
The worlds on my shoulders, got niggas on my back
Refuse to beg on my knees, they're already black
I need to use my head, I gotta get them figures
But never use my mouth to bait up another nigga
My eyes dem are open, I can see the funds
But never use my tongue, I ain't licking no ones bum
Stick up my middle finger, flick through pinkys with my thumb
My wedding fingers clear, index finger shoots the gun
Bracka, bracka!
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