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Aminould - Numerous Times Lyrics

[Intro]
Six Shells
Ay, [?], is that you, yeah?

[Verse 1: DA]
In the T like my chest uncovered
6-3 Gs but the paro's tall
Pack gets stretched, recover the profit
Chop it after I lock it
Can't afford to take no losses
So we out, doin' late night shottin'
The look on my face is horrid
Cheeky grin and they call me demonic
D1, been a boss, don't question my ranking
When I blitz man down with the flicky
I was 16, that's a minor shanking
Got my blade on me up in the booth
When I'm choppin' up beats, that's late-night vamping
And he got chinged up ments
And he got chinged, now bro's in the landing
A man got stretched, no camping

[Verse 2: Hitman]
Many times, had to swerve them jakes
I can't end up in the landing
And Redz want 6 on tick
I already said, "No", is he not understanding?
[?] tryna say he's sick for an extra T
Is he takin' the piss?
Driver dipped on the opp block trip
Back to the ends, we gotta go lynch
[Verse 3: KNizz]
Been-been tryna do it like Yola
Business trips had me leavin' man city
I gotta double-check these new cats
I'm paro and they're way too kitty
We ain't tryna censor no blade for a piggy
Have my solicitor dishin' out looks
Like, rah, it's sticky
If we pull up and you're chillin' with them
That [?] gets spilled, no biggie
Skirt to the opp block, windows down
Like, yo, [?], did you miss me?
You can run, but you only got a minute
Til' we hunt you down, that's a deadly 60
I wish I don't talk about F
But I'm tryna get these fingers clicky

[Verse 4: DA]
Anytime that we pop doors
I ain't talking chores when I clear my man, got sweeped and bored
And bro got one in the headie, he said, "Am I on?"
I said, "Of course"
And you ain't gotta ask Teckz for a favour
"Dude, I can't come down for the cause"
Fuck all you heard, put guys in zoots
Backstraps, rovers or [?]
I already rolled up him
I'm tryna afford him when we pop them doors
And I'm tryna put another one down
But it's hard when the 6-shot spinner, we pause
Chest open, I ain't talking Jaws
I know a lot about 29
How many times did our block been toured?
[Verse 5: Hitman]
Put a B into holes, what the fuck was I thinkin'?
Now it's in the backseat, stinkin'
You ain't ever seen a batch take risks like us
See man get splashed, now we sinkin'
And the work that I put is different
T-T, peng-peng, cats then kittens
Bro whip the work in the kitchen
Awful stench, can't stroll in casually
T8 in the thing with [?]
In the back of the ride is the baddest B
She can't blow this job
If she does, go down if she's sittin' like Valerie
Step on the pedal, I'm grippin' my metal
In the ride, got my block in my [?]
This beef won't settle, you [?]

[Verse 6: KNizz]
Numerous times, had to turn down the volume
Cah it's ring doors, tryna better man's business
They say I don't listen
Feds wanna play with my freedom
They didn't let me step out for social on Christmas
Opp boy in my distance
I'm tryna put in a plug, never had me a [?]
And the jakes on me, it's time
Damm, they're moving like [?]
Back that, lovely intentions
I'm tryna leave more than a scratch, no diss
'018, yeah, they had me locked
I was chatting through caps like I-
I was chatting through caps like I had me a list
On the wing, it was fists and kicks
15-inch, had the staff on hips
Still tryna spill juice on curb
Like it's my birthday or I just touched road
Day or I just touched-
Or I-or I just touched road
[Verse 7: DA]
All of this talk til' we pull up with arms, no gym
And you can get slammed or dunked
It's [?] comin' drunk, I ain't talk vodka or gin
We got a stick, that's a wood from the west, no Tim
All of this talk 'bout chingin'
We pull up on MG Road, show man about chings
Your boy's not on, then stop vouching
For him, he's a pussy
Shoutout Ty, got the whole block jumpin'
That boy, doors got popped on rookies
Ye-yes, I'm a really block bully
They ain't gotta ask, cuz' my heart's in fully
The only reason's nothin' been shaved
Is cuz' these niggas are athletes, [?] in footy
Balls getting popped like doors in Wooly