If these man chat shit
Just put him in a casket
6ft deep in the ground yeah that's it
Everyday we're active,
Catch a man taking a nap on a mattress
Still we're the ones slept on how savage I cannot have it
Roll me the fattest cos that is a habit
Make sure it's a backflip, 'bout to get lit like matches
No need for practice
Got connections like bandwidth
Gonna take over the globe is my atlas
How would you do that Francis?
X's get axes (axis), Y would you ask this?
I have no doubts, people sell man out for the clout
Well well what about now?
Guess the tables turned and they've turned upside down
Blood gets poured like spouts, ouch,
Shouts, to the boys from the home town
We all want large amounts in bank accounts
But been down to Earth is worth more than pounds
Without all of that you can't work it out
We're the ones you should've heard about
Learning how to rap it's a word of mouth
Not the king but I will earn the crown
If these man chat shit
Just put him in a casket
6ft deep in the ground yeah that's it
Everyday we're active
Catch a man taking a nap on a mattress
Still we're the ones slept on how savage I cannot have it
Roll me the fattest cos that is a habit
Make sure it's a backflip, 'bout to get lit lit
As I grow older, I got the lungs of a smoker
We're in the pad like controllers with my bro Damola
You were coming cold but we're coming colder
Hop on a hip hop we've hit the tip top
Now it's time to switch cos it's got
Boring so chip chop can't catch up to this one
You're gonna get sent to the chip shop
Listen for the big drop, they ask me what's next - lots of projects
I'm 6ft6 so course I'm a big fish I'm a lochness
Top 10 what, when was there ever a contest?
Watch me school like OFTSED
I am one of the best I confess
Gone for a sec now I'm right back (RB) but I'm not Trent
What I'm building's complex
You should not spread such nonsense like butter on bread
Gonna live beyond death so God bless
Cos guess to the game I'm obsessed, addicted
Got pessimistic, not optimistic
Smoke up the piff quick problems were lifted
Got them itches to gain a load of riches
Hit this, you witness producers needs stitches
You can't forgive this
Walk in a park like a picnic
Who's next like dip-dip-doo when the cats got flu
So you better hope that it's not you
Cos you wouldn't want to get a 1-2
When I course monsoons and storms
Far from the norm, cos I'm on form
Shit this cold can never get warm
These lyrics'll stick yet everybody everybody talks
If these man chat shit
Just put him in a casket
6ft deep in the ground yeah that's it
Everyday we're active
Catch a man taking a nap on a mattress
Still we're the ones slept on how savage I cannot have it
Roll me the fattest cos that is a habit
Make sure it's a backflip, soon to be established
Frankie - Chat Shit Lyrics
Frankie - Chat Shit Lyrics
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If these man chat shit
Just put him in a casket
6ft deep in the ground yeah that's it
Everyday we're active,
Catch a man taking a nap on a mattress
Still we're the ones slept on how savage I cannot have it
Roll me the fattest cos that is a habit
Make sure it's a backflip, 'bout to get lit like matches
No need for practice
Got connections like bandwidth
Gonna take over the globe is my atlas
How would you do that Francis?
X's get axes (axis), Y would you ask this?
I have no doubts, people sell man out for the clout
Well well what about now?
Guess the tables turned and they've turned upside down
Blood gets poured like spouts, ouch,
Shouts, to the boys from the home town
We all want large amounts in bank accounts
But been down to Earth is worth more than pounds
Without all of that you can't work it out
We're the ones you should've heard about
Learning how to rap it's a word of mouth
Not the king but I will earn the crown
If these man chat shit
Just put him in a casket
6ft deep in the ground yeah that's it
Everyday we're active
Catch a man taking a nap on a mattress
Still we're the ones slept on how savage I cannot have it
Roll me the fattest cos that is a habit
Make sure it's a backflip, 'bout to get lit lit
As I grow older, I got the lungs of a smoker
We're in the pad like controllers with my bro Damola
You were coming cold but we're coming colder
Hop on a hip hop we've hit the tip top
Now it's time to switch cos it's got
Boring so chip chop can't catch up to this one
You're gonna get sent to the chip shop
Listen for the big drop, they ask me what's next - lots of projects
I'm 6ft6 so course I'm a big fish I'm a lochness
Top 10 what, when was there ever a contest?
Watch me school like OFTSED
I am one of the best I confess
Gone for a sec now I'm right back (RB) but I'm not Trent
What I'm building's complex
You should not spread such nonsense like butter on bread
Gonna live beyond death so God bless
Cos guess to the game I'm obsessed, addicted
Got pessimistic, not optimistic
Smoke up the piff quick problems were lifted
Got them itches to gain a load of riches
Hit this, you witness producers needs stitches
You can't forgive this
Walk in a park like a picnic
Who's next like dip-dip-doo when the cats got flu
So you better hope that it's not you
Cos you wouldn't want to get a 1-2
When I course monsoons and storms
Far from the norm, cos I'm on form
Shit this cold can never get warm
These lyrics'll stick yet everybody everybody talks
If these man chat shit
Just put him in a casket
6ft deep in the ground yeah that's it
Everyday we're active
Catch a man taking a nap on a mattress
Still we're the ones slept on how savage I cannot have it
Roll me the fattest cos that is a habit
Make sure it's a backflip, soon to be established
Just put him in a casket
6ft deep in the ground yeah that's it
Everyday we're active,
Catch a man taking a nap on a mattress
Still we're the ones slept on how savage I cannot have it
Roll me the fattest cos that is a habit
Make sure it's a backflip, 'bout to get lit like matches
No need for practice
Got connections like bandwidth
Gonna take over the globe is my atlas
How would you do that Francis?
X's get axes (axis), Y would you ask this?
I have no doubts, people sell man out for the clout
Well well what about now?
Guess the tables turned and they've turned upside down
Blood gets poured like spouts, ouch,
Shouts, to the boys from the home town
We all want large amounts in bank accounts
But been down to Earth is worth more than pounds
Without all of that you can't work it out
We're the ones you should've heard about
Learning how to rap it's a word of mouth
Not the king but I will earn the crown
If these man chat shit
Just put him in a casket
6ft deep in the ground yeah that's it
Everyday we're active
Catch a man taking a nap on a mattress
Still we're the ones slept on how savage I cannot have it
Roll me the fattest cos that is a habit
Make sure it's a backflip, 'bout to get lit lit
As I grow older, I got the lungs of a smoker
We're in the pad like controllers with my bro Damola
You were coming cold but we're coming colder
Hop on a hip hop we've hit the tip top
Now it's time to switch cos it's got
Boring so chip chop can't catch up to this one
You're gonna get sent to the chip shop
Listen for the big drop, they ask me what's next - lots of projects
I'm 6ft6 so course I'm a big fish I'm a lochness
Top 10 what, when was there ever a contest?
Watch me school like OFTSED
I am one of the best I confess
Gone for a sec now I'm right back (RB) but I'm not Trent
What I'm building's complex
You should not spread such nonsense like butter on bread
Gonna live beyond death so God bless
Cos guess to the game I'm obsessed, addicted
Got pessimistic, not optimistic
Smoke up the piff quick problems were lifted
Got them itches to gain a load of riches
Hit this, you witness producers needs stitches
You can't forgive this
Walk in a park like a picnic
Who's next like dip-dip-doo when the cats got flu
So you better hope that it's not you
Cos you wouldn't want to get a 1-2
When I course monsoons and storms
Far from the norm, cos I'm on form
Shit this cold can never get warm
These lyrics'll stick yet everybody everybody talks
If these man chat shit
Just put him in a casket
6ft deep in the ground yeah that's it
Everyday we're active
Catch a man taking a nap on a mattress
Still we're the ones slept on how savage I cannot have it
Roll me the fattest cos that is a habit
Make sure it's a backflip, soon to be established
Writer: Francis Gibson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid