Nle Choppa

IN THE UK - Instrumental

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IN THE UK - Instrumental Song Lyrics
Ayy, nigga (shoutout my boy Diito), come on, let's do it
Yeah, ayy (crud), ayy, ayy, ayy

I'm in the UK, no blicky (muad), but the knife on me if shit get sticky (brrt)
Yeah, still slide if it's risky, put the dick on the Glock, leave him pissy (brrt)
Cut to the face, buck 50, one to the neck, give lil' bruv hickeys (brrt)
Run away, do him like Ricky (c'mere), run shit down (c'mere), better run away quickly (brrt)

Tap in when I'm in yo' city, I'm the top boy, tell 'em get up with me (get up with me)
Yeah, anywhere, any day, ándale, I'ma have me about a few killers with me (few killers with me)
Yeah, spin on the block, get dizzy, spin on my block, then you must be silly (must be stupid)
Spin the block 'til we leave him drippin', even overseas, I'm Grape Street Crippin' (ooh-woo)

You know yo' man's not hot, how you gon' run from a dot-dot-dot? (Brrt-brrt-brrt)
Spin the block at three o'clock (at three), I'ma leng him until he drop (until he drop)
No opp can get no love, he's not my kind, he's not my bruv (not my bruv)
High as a kite, never sober, back up, back up 'fore you get poked up (poked up)

NLE Jamie Oliver, shit ain't sweet (ain't sweet), I ain't never do no trick or treats (no treats)
Leave a nigga body wrapped up in the sheets, white chalk, yellow tape, all in the skreet (grrt, grrt, grrt)
Sherlock Holmes gon' have to come see (come see), how he gon' solve this mystery? ('Stery)
Yo' mama in misery (gang), my mama visitin' me (gang)

I fucked yo' bitch even though she clapped, but her ass fat, so I made it clap
I don't know you, homie, I ain't givin' no dap (givin' no dap), only hand you get from me is slap (grrt)
If a nigga play with me, I'ma be like Shamima, I ain't never gon' make it back (never gon' make it)
Leng him, snuff him, stab him and that's on that (that's on that)

Boris Johnson a nonce, my bitch like Beyoncé (Beyoncé)
Uh, keep a K like Kanye, might sneak in the UK (UK)
My house look lit like the Buckingham Palace, I stand over him, give a fuck about it (give a fuck 'bout it)
What it is to me? Just another body, what it is to you? Yo' folks dyin'

I'm in the UK, no blicky, but the knife on me if shit get sticky (brrt)
Yeah, still slide if it's risky, put the dick on the Glock, leave him pissy (brrt)
Cut to the face, buck 50, one to the neck, give lil' bruv hickeys (brrt)
Run away, do him like Ricky (c'mere), run shit down (c'mere), better run away quickly (brrt)

Tap in when I'm in yo' city, I'm a top boy, tell 'em get up with me, yeah (get up with me)
Anywhere, any day, ándale, I'ma have me about a few killers with me, yeah (few killers with me)
Spin on the block, get dizzy, spin on my block then you must be silly (must be stupid)
Spin the block 'til we leave him drippin', even overseas, I'm Grape street Crippin' (ooh-woo)

Man's not hot, even overseas, I'm Grape street Crippin' (dot-dot-dot, grrt-grrt-grrt)
Three o'clock (at three), even overseas, until he drop (until he drop)
No love, even overseas, I'm Grape street Crippin' (he's not my bruv, my bruv)
Never sober, even over, 'fore you get poked up (get poked up)

You know yo' man's not hot (ain't sweet), how you gon' run from a dot-dot-dot? (Trick or treats)
Spin the block at three o'clock (up in the sheets), I'ma leng him until he drop (all in the skreets)
No opp can get no love (come see), he's not my kind, he's not my bruv (mystery)
High as a kite, never sober, back up, back up 'fore you get poked up (get poked up)

'Fore you get poked up ('fore you get poked up)
Back up, back up 'fore you get poked up ('fore you get poked up)
Get poked up (get poked up)
Back up, back up 'fore you get poked up (get poked up)
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