Some of you go do drill
Some of you go do trap
Some of you man go out and kill
Not one of you man can rap
Just cos I ain't there in the field
Don't think I ain't looking close from the back
I'm tryna make money for real
So I come like Pep when I plan the attack
These girls out moving crazy
Snorting white and throwing their back
I nut 'n' tella baby
That's why your saved in my phone as snack
You don't know bout all of these hours
Planning and writing all of these tracks
I'm waiting to blow like the towers
I'm waiting to go make stacks
Couple pricks moving sideways me
I don't trust not one of them fools
Feds parked up in their driveway
F*cked thing is they're the ones who called
Believe me now they're bitches
Leave you in stitches but they ain't funny at all
Turn your back hear click click
Bust your back from the force of the fall
Chilling with your girl she said I'm the one
Said babe it don't even matter
Some Pricks want beef, take a step back
So I let go with the left like Salah
Roll up a blunt I'm lighting it up
Hotboxing that Vauxhall Astra
These guys act bad online so good
Swear they could be in on a Bafta
Some of you go do drill
Some of you go do trap
Some of you man go out and kill
Not one of you man can rap
Just cos I ain't there in the field
Don't think I ain't looking close from the back
I'm tryna make money for real
So I come like Pep when I plan
These girls out moving crazy
Snorting white and throwing their back
I nut 'n' tella baby
That's why your saved in my phone as snack
You don't know bout all of these hours
Planning and writing all of these tracks
I'm waiting to blow like the towers
I'm waiting to go make
Codeine crazy like future
Bringing up the past we already been through this
I don't give a f*ck what I said or done
Like f*ck I swear that you knew this
Now your running your mouth like oi
Stop being a prick like Lucius
No you ain't coming like Sherlock Holmes
You prick you're f*cking clueless
I don't need none of your ratings
I could give f*ck about all that laughter
No I ain't cocky I Just know
I'm cold like a fresh brewed lager
2020 I'm planning to blow up big
You can call me Osama
I ain't running away from the
Job at hand like a runaway father
Some of you go do drill
Some of you go do trap
Some of you man go out and kill
Not one of you man can rap
Just cos I ain't there in the field
Don't think I ain't looking close from the back
I'm tryna make money for real
So I come like Pep when I plan the attack
These girls out moving crazy
Snorting white and throwing their back
I nut 'n' tella baby
That's why your saved in my phone as snack
Just Harry - PEP Lyrics
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Some of you go do drill
Some of you go do trap
Some of you man go out and kill
Not one of you man can rap
Just cos I ain't there in the field
Don't think I ain't looking close from the back
I'm tryna make money for real
So I come like Pep when I plan the attack
These girls out moving crazy
Snorting white and throwing their back
I nut 'n' tella baby
That's why your saved in my phone as snack
You don't know bout all of these hours
Planning and writing all of these tracks
I'm waiting to blow like the towers
I'm waiting to go make stacks
Couple pricks moving sideways me
I don't trust not one of them fools
Feds parked up in their driveway
F*cked thing is they're the ones who called
Believe me now they're bitches
Leave you in stitches but they ain't funny at all
Turn your back hear click click
Bust your back from the force of the fall
Chilling with your girl she said I'm the one
Said babe it don't even matter
Some Pricks want beef, take a step back
So I let go with the left like Salah
Roll up a blunt I'm lighting it up
Hotboxing that Vauxhall Astra
These guys act bad online so good
Swear they could be in on a Bafta
Some of you go do drill
Some of you go do trap
Some of you man go out and kill
Not one of you man can rap
Just cos I ain't there in the field
Don't think I ain't looking close from the back
I'm tryna make money for real
So I come like Pep when I plan
These girls out moving crazy
Snorting white and throwing their back
I nut 'n' tella baby
That's why your saved in my phone as snack
You don't know bout all of these hours
Planning and writing all of these tracks
I'm waiting to blow like the towers
I'm waiting to go make
Codeine crazy like future
Bringing up the past we already been through this
I don't give a f*ck what I said or done
Like f*ck I swear that you knew this
Now your running your mouth like oi
Stop being a prick like Lucius
No you ain't coming like Sherlock Holmes
You prick you're f*cking clueless
I don't need none of your ratings
I could give f*ck about all that laughter
No I ain't cocky I Just know
I'm cold like a fresh brewed lager
2020 I'm planning to blow up big
You can call me Osama
I ain't running away from the
Job at hand like a runaway father
Some of you go do drill
Some of you go do trap
Some of you man go out and kill
Not one of you man can rap
Just cos I ain't there in the field
Don't think I ain't looking close from the back
I'm tryna make money for real
So I come like Pep when I plan the attack
These girls out moving crazy
Snorting white and throwing their back
I nut 'n' tella baby
That's why your saved in my phone as snack
Some of you go do trap
Some of you man go out and kill
Not one of you man can rap
Just cos I ain't there in the field
Don't think I ain't looking close from the back
I'm tryna make money for real
So I come like Pep when I plan the attack
These girls out moving crazy
Snorting white and throwing their back
I nut 'n' tella baby
That's why your saved in my phone as snack
You don't know bout all of these hours
Planning and writing all of these tracks
I'm waiting to blow like the towers
I'm waiting to go make stacks
Couple pricks moving sideways me
I don't trust not one of them fools
Feds parked up in their driveway
F*cked thing is they're the ones who called
Believe me now they're bitches
Leave you in stitches but they ain't funny at all
Turn your back hear click click
Bust your back from the force of the fall
Chilling with your girl she said I'm the one
Said babe it don't even matter
Some Pricks want beef, take a step back
So I let go with the left like Salah
Roll up a blunt I'm lighting it up
Hotboxing that Vauxhall Astra
These guys act bad online so good
Swear they could be in on a Bafta
Some of you go do drill
Some of you go do trap
Some of you man go out and kill
Not one of you man can rap
Just cos I ain't there in the field
Don't think I ain't looking close from the back
I'm tryna make money for real
So I come like Pep when I plan
These girls out moving crazy
Snorting white and throwing their back
I nut 'n' tella baby
That's why your saved in my phone as snack
You don't know bout all of these hours
Planning and writing all of these tracks
I'm waiting to blow like the towers
I'm waiting to go make
Codeine crazy like future
Bringing up the past we already been through this
I don't give a f*ck what I said or done
Like f*ck I swear that you knew this
Now your running your mouth like oi
Stop being a prick like Lucius
No you ain't coming like Sherlock Holmes
You prick you're f*cking clueless
I don't need none of your ratings
I could give f*ck about all that laughter
No I ain't cocky I Just know
I'm cold like a fresh brewed lager
2020 I'm planning to blow up big
You can call me Osama
I ain't running away from the
Job at hand like a runaway father
Some of you go do drill
Some of you go do trap
Some of you man go out and kill
Not one of you man can rap
Just cos I ain't there in the field
Don't think I ain't looking close from the back
I'm tryna make money for real
So I come like Pep when I plan the attack
These girls out moving crazy
Snorting white and throwing their back
I nut 'n' tella baby
That's why your saved in my phone as snack
Writer: Dylan Hingston, Harry Jones
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid