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Wasted

Wasted

Digga D

ft. Arrdee

Yeah



Don't get it twisted, you know



My dad's from East



Which makes me a real geezer, fella



Someone get me a fucking Stella (Yo)





Get me white-boy wasted (Yeah)



Get me lit, get me pissed, get me faded



Get the condoms, get the gyaldem naked



Want the long john, it's the dick that she tasting (Woi)



Now she hot like a basin (Woi)



Don't say it, just save it (Woi)



All my shoes got laces (Woi)



Don't mek badman blaze it (Yeah)



Anytime that I jump on a beat like this



Gotta shout AJ 'cah that flow is his



Every other day, I get stopped by CID's



Still mix Amnesia weed with cigs (The ammi smells)



This the loudest there is, is



I just snuck in my nizz, don't make me lock the ting, it's a chizz



Bubble that, double that, juggle that (Woi)



Double back, double tap, rubble that (Woi)



Shuffle back, unzip the duffle bag (Woi, woi, woi)



Now-now he's in trouble, akh, shovel that



P's from that trap, I don't trouble that (Woi)



Put down a hunnid racks (Woi)



JSav, that's my brother that, brother that



We ain't cheffing bro we're gunnin' that, gunnin' that





I-I ain't cheffing you, I shoot, I-I shoot my gun



If you try to run, I'm kweffing you, I-I shoot my gun



I ain't cheffing you, I shoot, I-I shoot my gun



If you try to run, I'm kweffing you, I-I shoot my gun





Oh, 'fessions to, I do, I, I do



Oh, oh, fessi-ession 'fessions too



Oh, oh, 'fessions to, I do, I, I too



Oh, oh, fessi-ession, do come true



 

Ayy, it's the morning, I'm still drunk, buss it, aight? Ayy





White boy wasted crew and we roll in cars, ragging them like they're stolen



Barbies bleach blonde, Phil Foden



Makin' them scream that "It's comin' home" and that (And that)



I told Digga to roll with that (With that)



'Cause I'm so fuckin' off my nut, I might just lack



I don't shoot no wap, beer bottles get smashed



So let's have it (Let's have it)



You don't wanna party with ArrDee, none of 'em hack it (None)



It's litty for really, it's silly, if you got a drink and I see it, I'll back it (Back)



Necking it off just like the gyal in my bed that I've got



Turn up with tugs and geezers', the lot



My own family think I've lost the plot, I don't give a toss



Leave the girl breathing heavy, easy, steady (It's bait)



I don't know about stayin' out late, 'cause I party 'til the sun rise



This boy, have the cab man screaming (Woi, woi, woi)



It's litty for really, a whole bag of noise



The vibes in the room but Digga's too loose



Heard man say





I-I ain't cheffing you, I shoot, I-I shoot my gun



If you try to run, I'm kweffing you, I-I shoot my gun



I ain't cheffing you, I shoot, I-I shoot my gun



If you try to run, I'm kweffing you, I-I shoot my gun





Oh, 'fessions to, I do, I, I do



Oh, oh, fessi-ession 'fessions too



Oh, oh, 'fessions to, I do, I, I too



Oh, oh, fessi-ession, do come true



 

Oh, 'fessions to, I do, I, I do



Oh, oh, fessi-ession 'fessions too



Oh, oh, 'fessions to, I do, I, I too



Oh, oh, fessi-ession, do come true



Oh, 'fessions to, I do, I, I do



Oh, oh, fessi-ession 'fessions too



Oh, oh, 'fessions to, I do, I, I too



Oh, oh, fessi-ession, do come true

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