808 - Da Beatfreakz/Dutchavelli/DigDat/B Young

Lyrics by：dutchavelli/Bertan Jafer/DigDat

Composed by：dutchavelli/Bertan Jafer/DigDat

Beatfreakz

DigDat：

Everywhere I go I'm hearing my name

Now she might f**k 'cause I'm wearing my chain

How many times did we do it in the sun

How many times

Then still try drill it in the rain

Drill that

Put clip on insert

Cop that

My phone on not disturb

Brrt

Flat heads they hurt

This spin tings works so you will get turnt

Turnt

Six-fifty on my shirt I'm on my job

And I don't go work

Nah

Hit OT in a beatdown whip

We was tryna get there through ways

Skrrt

M-way trips man scurry and hurry

And two in a Q's of beige

Dutty dutty

All these spots not acne them boy weren't in the fields like Hackney

Never

Shotgun holds two batteries

Twinning

Them n***as buying Loubs don't put your stack on shoes

Don't do it

I know Esther she's so bad send nudes

And wanna do the whole of my crew

Badders

'Preciate my broski if it gets smokey

I know he'll shoot

Smoke

Too many court days so I seen all them Serco vans

Neoww

And I smoke too much biscotti

I was in the T-house serving grams

Jugg

This grey ting smelling all mad

Ugh

Now I'm glad that I just got brain

Yuck

Had Serco losing my crop got back to the wing tryna file complaints

S**t then

B Young Dutchavelli：

Huh young boy where you from

I been here all along

We've been living off crumbs

Brodie beating off drums

Oh the ting come like 808

Huh

No face no case

Huh

Why you home so late

Big MAC got me keeping shape

Young boy where you from

I been here all along

We've been living off crumbs

Brodie beating off drums

Oh the ting come like 808

Velli

No face no case

Huh

Hahaha

Why you home so late

Yeah

Ayy you're making a big mistake

Dutchavelli：

Got kitchen knives and blickys sticky don't get shot like Ricky

Baow

Right here it gets slippery back that flicky Beezy way too dippy

Back it

Look I ain't got time slop that quickly

Lord knows she pretty

Yeah

You know Dutch too drippy beige

And Whitney flick my wrist three-sixty

Flick

I ain't no pitney don't act silly new dot-dot

I just linked a gypsy

Too G'd up we won't leave it pretty

Nope

Whenever we touch the city

Facts

I'm in the T-house I get busy

From a yout man I fell in love with Lizzie

Trust

It's Dutch from the fifth

I get love in the six like Drizzy

Bust down Rollie

Yeah

Know me I'm a boss for really

I can get you touched without touching things

Hands off

That's why I got love for the killys

Love

I'm with Kash in a G63 on God

We came so far from a Mini

Facts run through more than a quarter of a milli

B Young Dutchavelli：

Young boy where you from

Aha

I been here all along

Facts

We've been living off crumbs

Brodie beating off drums

Oh the ting come like 808

Huh

No face no case

Huh

Why you home so late

Big MAC got me keeping shape

Young boy where you from

I been here all along

We've been living off crumbs

Brodie beating off drums

Oh the ting come like 808

Huh

No face no case

Huh

Why you home so late

Ayy you're making a big mistake

Beatfreakz