"Daily Duppy Pt 1" lyrics
Alhamduli, alhamdulilah, I said astaghfirullah
This guy tried to do me, I said wallah
If you wanna try to do me then you won't get far
You better pray to Allah, he's gonna make me put some guns in the car
Or make me put the Rambo on the leccy
Look it's haram to eat any kinda pork
So someone tell me why there's bacon pon your brekkie
It's too tekky, man step steady
Flicky in my pocket, bro I'm ready like I'm Freddie
And even when I'm not I'm still ready
No shank so I hit him with the full glass of Henny
With some coke, it might have been the Rémy with the Pepsi
Shaking on the floor, epilepsy
His boy tried jump in and got banged
Two jabs and one hook, niggas thought I was Jack Dempsey
Free T, he got nicked with the Uzi
Thirteen years, the sentence was kinda lengthy
But he be coming home real soon
Big dough he's got plenty, he might drop the Bentley
Beef just don't tempt me, clips get left empty
Sweets are all hollow, expand upon entry
You think I give a fuck if you're hench?
Wait, you think the four-four cares if you're hench nigga?
You better sit right there on the bench
My nigga robs crops every week
And he's done it ever since he was first aware of the stench
You can't hide them and nigga if he can't find it
He's sitting with the heat seeker on your fence
So don't be tryna ask the Albo's to mind it
Cause no one can save you when we're coming for your crops
We came in when it was drying because we timed it
We came in when it was drying because we knew
Got you looking at your right hand funny
He didn't even know he came in previously
But we did it so neat that you never even knew
Pop the lock to the window of your roof
Seen it wasn't quite done, it needs a week or like two
I said "Sweet we'll come back", came back and done that
And now your weed's all over the street like some dog shit nigga
You better fix up, you better fix up quick
Or get your shit took nigga, this ain't a fluke
The yutes are outside at all times of the night scheming
While feds are tryna mark us like Neiman
I'm tryna blow up so I can bring the whole team in
You're tryna sit there and smoke weed, you're a fiend
Free S, that's a certified demon
And I be getting money till I stop breathing
And even when I'm dead I'll be still getting money
Cause when I die they ain't gonna stop streaming
I know the opps wanna see me bleeding
But this big hand ting I've got will fucking knock down a tree
If you think man ah shy, nigga pop round and see
I'm a booky nigga, might just pop out the tree
With a handgun, start slapping niggas at random
Niggas better duck when they hear the shots banging
This guy tried to do me, I said wallah
If you wanna try to do me then you won't get far
You better pray to Allah, he's gonna make me put some guns in the car
Or make me put the Rambo on the leccy
Look it's haram to eat any kinda pork
So someone tell me why there's bacon pon your brekkie
It's too tekky, man step steady
Flicky in my pocket, bro I'm ready like I'm Freddie
And even when I'm not I'm still ready
No shank so I hit him with the full glass of Henny
With some coke, it might have been the Rémy with the Pepsi
Shaking on the floor, epilepsy
His boy tried jump in and got banged
Two jabs and one hook, niggas thought I was Jack Dempsey
Free T, he got nicked with the Uzi
Thirteen years, the sentence was kinda lengthy
But he be coming home real soon
Big dough he's got plenty, he might drop the Bentley
Beef just don't tempt me, clips get left empty
Sweets are all hollow, expand upon entry
You think I give a fuck if you're hench?
Wait, you think the four-four cares if you're hench nigga?
You better sit right there on the bench
My nigga robs crops every week
And he's done it ever since he was first aware of the stench
You can't hide them and nigga if he can't find it
He's sitting with the heat seeker on your fence
So don't be tryna ask the Albo's to mind it
Cause no one can save you when we're coming for your crops
We came in when it was drying because we timed it
We came in when it was drying because we knew
Got you looking at your right hand funny
He didn't even know he came in previously
But we did it so neat that you never even knew
Pop the lock to the window of your roof
Seen it wasn't quite done, it needs a week or like two
I said "Sweet we'll come back", came back and done that
And now your weed's all over the street like some dog shit nigga
You better fix up, you better fix up quick
Or get your shit took nigga, this ain't a fluke
The yutes are outside at all times of the night scheming
While feds are tryna mark us like Neiman
I'm tryna blow up so I can bring the whole team in
You're tryna sit there and smoke weed, you're a fiend
Free S, that's a certified demon
And I be getting money till I stop breathing
And even when I'm dead I'll be still getting money
Cause when I die they ain't gonna stop streaming
I know the opps wanna see me bleeding
But this big hand ting I've got will fucking knock down a tree
If you think man ah shy, nigga pop round and see
I'm a booky nigga, might just pop out the tree
With a handgun, start slapping niggas at random
Niggas better duck when they hear the shots banging
