Pecknarm Freestyle

I'm from down south, but we ain't BMF

UK villains, what you know about PMS?

Mix the flake with the yams now I'm seeing press

Put it on the street, other bitch niggas seeing less

Shit's starting to stress me

These OT pussyholes tryna arrest me

That's why they nicked Jim Jones, Carlton and Pesky (that upset me)

I ask the father to bless me

Wash away my sins and pardon my trechery

'Cause after I met B, copped me a marvellous Tec

He, dissed me, I blew off like half of his left knee

And we got the candy dots

Call it Noel's candy, ain't no whisky or no brady shots

And they're going mad all the grams we got

I ain't 50 Cent but bitch I'll take you to the candy shop

Nigga I'm a family man, and I love my family lots

That's why I bang for my brothers, fuck a family loss

Trap all day, ain't no time for hanky panky jobs

Even though I know a lot of jezzies want to wank me off

Father in this rap game so try and understand the god

I've been in the streets before you niggas took your pampers off