Lyrics Dues - Headie One
All
I
talk
is
numbers
Skip
to
10
and
then
I
just
went
to
the
9 and
8
I'm
still
beating
that
tensil
intense
I
just
sip
my
beverage
My
little
bro
looking
at
7
He
got
nicked
with
6 in
the
weapon
The
other
one
done
a
drilling
Everyone
ran
and
they
gave
me
high
5
I
been
sitting
in
the
can
just
thinking,
what's
it
all
for?
But
I
still
take
risks
with
the
.32
spin
that's
life
Still
sport
this
1 lev
on
a
trackie
and
fling
a
tenner
on
uncle
Then
I
fling
a
next
tenner
on
my
Lyca
bundle
OFB
stack
readies
and
spend
it
on
skengs
and
ice
Them
man
ain't
put
it
no
work
and
They
ain't
stack
none
Someone's
lying
Fly
out
the
ride
with
a
4's,
bet
someone's
flying
I
fell
in
love
with
the
kickback,
I
come
a
long
way
from
ridgebacks
First
phone
call's
my
alarm
clock,
I
don't
need
my
alarm
on
snooze
Opps
don't
wanna
see
me
on
the
vio,
But
they
gotta
give
the
gang
their
dues
How
many
times
did
we
step
on
the
opp
Block,
go
home
burn
my
trackie
and
shoes
Evidence
in
the
air
no
clues
Cah
these
pigs
make
my
blood
Boyle
like
Susan
I'm
still
tryna
get
it
like
the
Jews
dem
On
the
wing
it's
mackerels
and
Tunas,
on
the
road
it's
.30's
and
Lugers
Finesse
these
broad
day
bootings
Still
finesse
these
broad
day
bootings
Harlem
O,
dare
you
leave
your
bros
You
stepped
out
with
your
chinger,
why
you
breezing
home?
My
Barbie
brown
and
flirty,
boujie,
Gucci
pose
Splash
and
pose,
we
stepped
out
tryna
Holy
Ghost
Say
they
garn
do
me
but
they
see
me
and
Dash,
why
the
fuck
am
I
beefing
these
cowards?
I
still
won't
lowe
him,
Splash
man
down
have
him
wet
like
he
just
got
showered
Shotty
long
like
Eiffel
Tower,
or
Chan
Kardash
Ting
got
beat
like
a
dotty
slug
Loski
Loose
love
splash
and
brag
bad
First
phone
call's
my
alarm
clock,
I
don't
need
my
alarm
on
snooze
Opps
don't
wanna
see
me
on
the
vio,
But
they
gotta
give
the
gang
their
dues
How
many
times
did
we
step
on
the
opp
Block,
go
home
burn
my
trackie
and
shoes
Evidence
in
the
air
no
clues
Cah
these
pigs
make
my
blood
Boyle
like
Susan
I'm
still
tryna
get
it
like
the
Jews
dem
On
the
wing
it's
mackerels
and
Tunas,
on
the
road
it's
.30's
and
Lugers
Finesse
these
broad
day
bootings
Still
finesse
these
broad
day
bootings
First
phone
call's
my
alarm
clock,
I
don't
need
my
alarm
on
snooze
Opps
don't
wanna
see
me
on
the
vio,
But
they
gotta
give
the
gang
their
dues
How
many
times
did
we
step
on
the
opp
Block,
go
home
burn
my
trackie
and
shoes
Evidence
in
the
air
no
clues
Cah
these
pigs
make
my
blood
Boyle
like
Susan
I'm
still
tryna
get
it
like
the
Jews
dem
On
the
wing
it's
mackerels
and
tunas,
on
the
road
it's
.30
and
Lugers
Finesse
these
broad
day
bootings
Still
finesse
these
broad
day
bootings
1 Intro
2 The One
3 Golden Boot
4 Ganging
5 Take Risks
6 Caution
7 Again
8 Secure the Bags
9 Oneder
10 Different Sorts
11 One Leann
12 Dues
13 Cargo
14 Free Bradders
15 Intent
Attention! Feel free to leave feedback.