Daily Duppy! - Squeeks

Shit, all these niggas think they know me, man

This shit’s crazy, listen

I used to sell drugs for a living

Pack a snub for the villains

I went guilty for the grub

I got niggas in the pub

I was sitting in the cell they had me stepping off the bus

I got that third off

I was thinking its a plus

And fuck them 12 jurors I was smirking at the judge

All these informers why they running to the govs

Got the pack by the crutch

My mash getting plugged

Got that p’s in the bank

My cash on the up

I’m a ginger, breadman

Stack dough get bands

On that stove, I used my left hand

And don’t talk like this boy ain’t been a clapper

I’m the reason why your backup got back up

Climbing up th ladder, didn’t find Christ

I still got my drillers on the southsid

I still scream free my niggas doing 30 recks

Man they got it hard like 30 sets

I am running through the p’s yeah I’m burning cheques

Swag dripping got all these bitches turning heads

It’s fake news if I told you that I weren’t the best

Its fake news if I told you that I weren’t depressed

I had a load of stress, and that was 10 fold

My name rings like its 10 phones

My beats bang the Escos

I’ve seen bags no Tescos

Big chains yeah my neck glows

And when I’m fresh home

Now they wanna watch me

My white bae she a cockney

My black bae she a yardie

But Muslim ting she Somalian

I be flowing in Manny with Okari like

Always got suttin German on my car key

Always go suttin burning in my ashtray

My eyes red but they covered by the black shades

I dared lift grub now my back aches

And that a whole of weight t

Steeping on a whole load of flake t

All because I’m getting it straight t

All because I put it on a Digis, now it saying 26.8 t

Just another nigga tryna do me

Clip Clip this ain’t a movie

Is that your bitch yeah she blew me

That bitch got that breast and that booty

That judge put the 10 on my back like I’m Rooney

They say I fell off

I was on my wing eating Jollof and coming out well off

Big wap no cap, take your head off

I box niggas no Kellogs

The amount times that I let off

The amount of times that Squeeks did a booting

Your whip sped off

You ain’t head of your camp

My bread in the bank

I swerve on the opp

I burn down your block

You ain’t never been to war

You ain’t slept on the floor

You ain’t crept in the drum

You ain’t never been spun

You ain’t never did a booting

Broad day in the sun

You can’t do what I’ve done, I’m the shit I’m the runtz

I got Cali in my lungs

I’m never at my mums

Jail days, I took days as they come

3 my niggas

I feel I had to pay the price

I gambling with this shit, I had to roll the dice

I’m planning for the future I’m a visionary

I sell bones in the cemetery

I got ice got cream got Ben and Jerry’s

Sins on my back hella heavy

When you gonna fold never weary

Dip a nigga quick, like hot chips and peri-peri

I got a vision that was 20/20

Man I never had faith in you fools

Don’t thank me

I’ll paint your face on the wall, I’m so Banksy

Jail time doings tours I was sat in the trap

The way my nitty scores he gets man of the match

Get a couple extra pebs, with a pat on the back

And always fucking with his head he’s got piss in the bag

I’m putting rappers to bed its gone past 12

You sold a couple of z’s, you ain’t no cartel

Yeah I’m making brown drinks no Martell

Name’s been ringing it’s been setting off alarm bells

I’ll fix a nigga up quick until he say lowe me

A bad boy call me Mike Lowrey

I will bring the smith you will write off

Let me out the wok with the Suicide Squad

I just did a 5 I can’t do a night off

I put that red beam on your head you a cyclopes

They want me in box, but they tryna sign off

I got niggas looking up. they ain’t taking eye drops (Squeeeeeeeks)

I can’t make this up, counting money all week give me paper cuts

All these bitches on me I don’t pay to fuck

She wants chocolate I gave her the hazelnut

She calling me her mister because I’m blowing out her back

Had her thinking its insta the way I double tap

I put balls in her mouth, then I’m giving her the sack

She goes over the head the way she give me hack

Makeup on my T N' Jeans

Baby slow down these are D & G’s

I rate my Akhi brothers cah they be on deen

I’m getting dirty money off these 3 on 3's

I’m a beast but imma wife a beauty

I was in the street you was watching Line of Duty

How you hating on a Squeeks, you never knew me

Long clip I could write a movie