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Proffit

Chorus: AM
Drop that Drop that
Pick it up, find it Find it
Dig it up, ayy Ayy
Fucking hell Bag that Bag that
Zip it up Mmm, mm-mm-mm
Spill that Spill that
Live it up Mmm, mm-mm-mm
Hook that Hook that
Fish it up
Drop that Drop that
Pick it up, find it Find it
Dig it up, ayy Ayy
Fucking hell Bag that Bag that
Zip it up Mmm, mm-mm-mm
Spill that Spill that
Live it up Mmm, mm-mm-mm
Hook that Hook that
Fish it up

Verse 1: AM
Man step anywhere at random Dududu
I don't wanna hear 'bout Lowe me
Like you weren't there when we taped off Brandon Baow, baow
Like pull up, bang, bang them, gangdem
Stepped in the club with Magnum Gang
Gunshots 'round there is an anthem Dududu
Big shotgun but the corn ain't standard Ugh
If you see me in the ride with Callum
Ayy, fuck, better get dashin' Get dashing
Had a baby .9 in Hatton
Ayy, you already know what happened
Dunno why this girl got naked
You ain't gonna ride this woodie, you're cappin' You'rе cappin'
Really tryna sink man's boat
Shit yacht, wet man's captain Ayy, fucking hell

Verse 2: Skengdo
Juicе got spilled, yuck
Wave it around, bruck, bruck, bruck it Dididi, dididi baow
Ramsey, waist, tuck it
Fucking around, you will get a cutting Ching, ching
Baby, I just want loving
Just hold this wap if you really love it Just hold it
Enter your skin, man shove it
Done him up good now auntie's cussing Ah, man
Why do the crashers do this Why
He was talkin' light so we had to roof him
Leave him twist up, no movements Done him
Mad that the ting weren't bussin'
Now we're upsie tryna pattern a new ting New ting
Bang that dots at a nuisance
Man get hit in the back, no cupid Dididi, dididi baow

Chorus: AM
Drop that Drop that
Pick it up, find it Find it
Dig it up, ayy Ayy
Fucking hell Bag that Bag that
Zip it up Mmm, mm-mm-mm
Spill that Spill that
Live it up Mmm, mm-mm-mm
Hook that Hook that
Fish it up
Drop that Drop that
Pick it up, find it Find it
Dig it up, ayy Ayy
Fucking hell Bag that Bag that
Zip it up Mmm, mm-mm-mm
Spill that Spill that
Live it up Mmm, mm-mm-mm
Hook that Hook that
Fish it up

Verse 3: Skengdo
Look in my face Look
My man thought I was joking, then he got a poking Ching
The look in his face
Look like he bust a nut and she kept on going Some dickhead
This ain't no mistake
We in the party, we live, wrong move and we blow it Dididi baow
Don't over-complain
We lock this whole ting off if the opp boys showing Don't do it
Put away all of them profits
I could do with more if I'm honest I could
Me and bro just copped us a beat pack
But the beat pack ain't come from Proffit Dididi, dididi baow
Typical bar but they run like Sonic
Sweep his legs and done it Ching it
Man shoulda bought some runners
Cah they leave their sliders, mothers Dickheads

Verse 4: AM
How's man leaving his sliders
Donny went home with his socks all dirty Dickhead
Got a sweet one lookin' all thirty
She was on a ride when a man got lurky Ride
Tryna take this girl, are you worthy
Said she gonna pull up at eight like pearly Are you worthy
And the social ting don't hurt me
Live in the flesh, man run like turkey They run
Ting too long, man chop that Chop that
Bits of the bud, man chop that, chop that
Pull it back, pop that Pop that
Twin handtings, man cop that, cop that
Holler me, I'm on that On that
No, I ain't doing no combat, combat
Pullin' up if you want that want that
Staying gang 'cause we chop that, chop that

Chorus: AM
Drop that Drop that
Pick it up, find it Find it
Dig it up, ayy Ayy
Fucking hell Bag that Bag that
Zip it up Mmm, mm-mm-mm
Spill that Spill that
Live it up Mmm, mm-mm-mm
Hook that Hook that
Fish it up
Drop that Drop that
Pick it up, find it Find it
Dig it up, ayy Ayy
Fucking hell Bag that Bag that
Zip it up Mmm, mm-mm-mm
Spill that Spill that
Live it up Mmm, mm-mm-mm
Hook that Hook that
Fish it up