Lyrics Sun Goes Down - Belly Squad

Them niggas copied the style but I don't say a thing
My niggas fucking the game, them boys are celibate
Them man are running their mouth but they don't get it in
I said they're running their mouth but they don't get it in
Ting from West, that's a lightie in Prada
Man south yardie, uncle's a farmer
He don't use beater, fat meat cleaver
Chopping up a brudda if the beef gets deeper
I be here 'til the sun goes down
Got a brown one from Brum town
I've got a cooly looking all wild
She wanna do me, she say I'm too foul
They call me war-war, I love when the war start
Don't move like you can't get your dawg got
Rock it out and yeah we rock the crowd
Have things in JD bags and throw pouch
I've been out there for a minute
Yeah I been out here 'til the sun goes down
Gotta tell her cut, she ain't with it
Tell a man hush, you ain't making no pounds
I don't know why you act bad for
I don't know why you act bad for
You was never frontline, you was back four
Little nigga, you was back four
Uh, we been out here 'til the morn'
Got packs in the trap, still tryna stack more
Please tell me why they act bad for
'Til I slide in a four-door, they don't want war
Brown girl with your whine and fling it
Say that she bad so I tell her come bring it
We not into no games or gimmicks
And you best mind out 'cause my dawgs came with it
Tryna make my life bang like Cillit
So I'm out here 'til the sun goes down
Foreign flavours, I bill it
Man I came a long way from a hundred pound
Didn't wanna know now they wanna know
Pengtings see me and they wanna blow
Jumped in the passenger seat
I cancelled the Addison Lee
I've been out there for a minute
Yeah I been out here 'til the sun goes down
Gotta tell her cut, she ain't with it
Tell a man hush, you ain't making no pounds
I don't know why you act bad for
I don't know why you act bad for
You was never frontline, you was back four
Little nigga, you was back four
Them man are just chatting loads
I ain't gotta do the most, so she rolled in
Got a brown skin ting from Bow
But she's coming to the bit, you know I'm boning
Baby, silly silly
More money, more [?], no biggie biggie
How could you not back your bro?
Talking smoke, these times you were ghosting
I've been out there for a minute
Yeah I been out here 'til the sun goes down
Gotta tell her cut, she ain't with it
Tell a man hush, you ain't making no pounds
I don't know why you act bad for
I don't know why you act bad for
You was never frontline, you was back four
Little nigga, you was back four