Lyrics Who's Badder Than We - Zone 2

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Who's badder than we
Them man are just neeks
Veg burgers they ain't banging on beef
Like bro, order a ki
Group or it might be an adison lean
Gyalie on me, gyalie on me
Like my ramie on me
Gyalie on fleek, like my ramie on fleek

Are you stupid, are you dumb
Might skid round with big guns
Pecknarm they know where I'm from
Fucking give me verbal you scum
Are you stupid, are you dumb
If I don't hit all, I hit some
If I don't catch man I'll wig...
Me and my guys do this for fun
Are you dumb? Are you stupid?
Beefing me, must be a dufus
Slide round we drench up a human
Then truth happens on music
Get sent home like you're excluded
In station you have to move clueless
M said already get booted
Take mans grub no stop and search
Dip mans head, dip mans chest
No sign of cross, no church
We only smoke amm no flavours
I don't wanna hear nuttin' about merse
On the phone to my ex see T-Triz
Why have you gone way worse?
I'm ashamed to beef these nerds
Straight ring trap, straight ring trap
Gotta buss it, money comes first
We cop back then burst
We skid round, they disperse
They bun buj, we bun herbs
I ain't Giggs but I straight merk
They cut through, they don't lurk
I swear to god they don't learn

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Who's badder than we
Them man are just neeks
Veg burgers they ain't banging on beef
Like bro, order a ki
Group or it might be an adison lean
Gyalie on me, gyalie on me
Like my ramie on me
Gyalie on fleek, like my ramie on fleek

Like everyone raps about scores that's fine
I won't lose my temper, just 'member
I rap 'bout truth not lying
And how many yutes got bored
I was talking about scores, when the scores was nine
In Sam's whip with bandit
Check news who got bored this time
Man roll no thought just knife
I tapped iPhone
Two dogs, that's my zone
Might switch it up that's my flow
Might switch it darg that's bi-po
They swimming, them man just lie doe
Niggas know PS, I'm on BS
They know I'm that psycho
Free RK that's my bro
Like who wants a problem
Who be on squad like who be on nonsense
Come like chicago, but's it's London
Big ting, gun lean, leave him unconscious
Naughty, naughty
Gyal get witty and horny
Who's that, what's that shorty
Oh lordie
Still get round there get saucy
Hate me cause I'm facety
But them niggas know that I'm on it
6 man up, we still twist man up
We had niggas running like sonic
What the fuck man I got tucked
It ain't fitting into my pocket
Big ting, lift him
Leave him in the air
Maybe popping
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Who's badder than we
Them man are just neeks
Veg burgers they ain't banging on beef
Like bro, order a ki
Group or it might be an adison lean
Gyalie on me, gyalie on me
Like my ramie on me
Gyalie on fleek, like my ramie on fleek

Three yutes still bang that work
Gyalie on me want fucking flirt
Cause he dumb, we made history
This bitch into me, she want hold man worse
We been play sports, catch me outside
Go check the score
Grab me a pack now I'm racking up and more
Grab me a pack now I'm re'ing up more
Like, she ask what I do
I'm here with the crew
I said that I'm working inherince
4 on 2 upon the garage
Most hated gang, you know where we hide
No we ain't got manners
Dip man down on the mains
Man don't give a fuck man smile for the cameras
Bro said that I'm way too hot
Ain't been a year but the gyal's been clocked
But I'm still out misch and mash
And ring ring trap trap, ring trap non-stop
Just grabbed me a ting from kway
Cause she too nice for a Zone2 thot
Bro got things cooked up like they're rock
Bro said fuck opps, make gwop
[?] when I'm cutting through.
Out here do road with the mandem
Free Skengface that's P the gangman
Izzy, home soon
That's back to the zoo
Can't wait til he's landing
Man's out here no meds
But your block's all dead got me doing up ...
(Ching ching)
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Who's badder than we
Them man are just neeks
Veg burgers they ain't banging on beef
Like bro, order a ki
Group or it might be an adison lean
Gyalie on me, gyalie on me
Like my ramie on me
Gyalie on fleek, like my ramie on fleek