Hard

[Hook - Songer]

Suckin' my dick in the back of the whip

Stackin' a flip, i'll be back in a bit

How many rappers are actually rapping what actually happened or actually is

Actually, nah

Back to the rapping and back to the car

Manna man's this, manna man's that

Manna man's hot, manna man's... hard

Suckin' my dick in the back of the whip

Stackin' a flip, i'll be back in a bit

How many rappers are actually rapping what actually happened or actually is

Actually, nah

Back to the rapping and back to the car

Manna man's this, manna man's that

Manna man's hot, manna man's... hard

[Verse 1 - Songer]

My thoughts are magic, yours are tragic

More dramatic than 4 hispanics hot-boxing your daughter's attic

I got baccy, roach, grinder and a raw to strap it

I'm just waitin' for the green like i'm caught in traffic

Your girl is staring at me bruv, i might be forced to tap it

She be lookin' for the pipe just like a poor mechanic

I fuck the beats up, all these vids are pornographic

Yeah, my flow's so cold you shoulda worn a jacket

I'm with the mandem, yeah, we're wearing dark attires

Link the plug like charger wires, we can get to sparkin' lighters

Your girl seems to love me bruv, she sent me half her ciders

Me and her just clicked, bitch, athritis

And if she actin' like a paigon, bet her man taught her

I kill a beat without trying, call that manslaughter

She loves it kinky, loves the way my hand caught her

And now it's turn into a whip, i'm like a transformer

Suckin' my dick in the back of the whip

Stackin' a flip, i'll be back in a bit

How many rappers are actually rapping what actually happened or actually is

Actually, nah

Back to the rapping and back to the car

Manna man's this, manna man's that

Manna man's hot, manna man's... hard

Suckin' my dick in the back of the whip

Stackin' a flip, i'll be back in a bit

How many rappers are actually rapping what actually happened or actually is

Actually, nah

Back to the rapping and back to the car

Manna man's this, manna man's that

Manna man's hot, manna man's... hard

[Verse 2 - Daneo]

She my criminal the way she fell on knee

No computer but you know she gave me lap-top

When I was younger, nobody ever fuck with me

But nowadays i can cat Thais, she still Bangkok

And if i say you my best one

Would you put your sex on

Do it 'til you Teflon

Listen to her playlist, buss on her phone

Oops, it skip to the next song

Onto a next one

Daneo: Ohh shit, is that too far?

Songer: Yeah, that's fuckin' disgusting mate

Your mum is gonna be fuming

Daneo: Yeah.. nah, nah, nah. Can you take that out please?

Ahh, fuck it

[Verse 3 - TQ]

Real life nigga, MC spinner

Bar for bar, there ain't no one iller

Pissed that my bro Striker got locked

The way he just couldn't let go, that's inner

Can't say that i'm a anxious yout

[??????] don't need no dipper

Goals, on my life, i can not miss

Like a striker scorin' a sitter

[Hook - Songer]

Suckin' my dick in the back of the whip

Stackin' a flip, i'll be back in a bit

How many rappers are actually rapping what actually happened or actually is

Actually, nah

Back to the rapping and back to the car

Manna man's this, manna man's that

Manna man's hot, manna man's... hard

Suckin' my dick in the back of the whip

Stackin' a flip, i'll be back in a bit

How many rappers are actually rapping what actually happened or actually is

Actually, nah

Back to the rapping and back to the car

Manna man's this, manna man's that

Manna man's hot, manna man's... hard

[Phone call - Daneo]

Hello?

N- n- na- ah- it's.. mum!

It's just

Mum, it's just lyrics

Nah, literally i- i-

I told him to take it out!

Nah, i swear i actually told him to take it out