8PM IN MANCHESTER Lyrics – Robbahollow
Singer: Robbahollow
Title: 8PM IN MANCHESTER
I’ve been racked up, I’ve been flat bruck
Got food in, broke it down and got it wrapped up
On this trap stuff, the game got me trapped up
Talk a lot, they ain’t the same when we catch up
Talk a lot but I swear he got clapped up
In the cut with Cardi B while I’m wapped up
That was me and shush in the alleyway, masked up
More graft, more cash, I need my stacks up
G I gotta get it cah’ I need loads of cash
Why you think that I’m whippin’ up O’s of crack
Ain’t designer when I say I move loads of swag
When them n#gg#s rode on me, I was rollin’ back
Gram of Cali in the rizla and I’m rollin’ that
I can’t listen to them rappers, that’s a load of cap
Everywhеre I go they say I make thе coldest tracks
I know shooters with no P’s but they own a strap
And that’s just how it is is the zones
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