Mr Rope Lyrics

[Intro]

CRUUUUUUD

My turn fam

My turn

My turn

My turn

My turn

My turn



[Verse ]

He ain't touched no opps, he's telling lies (liar)

With my eyes, I've seen man cry (truss)

Brought man out, froze on rides (he froze)

He's so scared, he rolls with knives (scared)

These likkle yutes keep switching sides

I'm the reason you know these guys

After this, no reply

I'm pulling up, boom-bye-bye (boom)

Don't try send, 'cah you ain't ready (ain't ready)

I swear your boy got smoked in his belly (haha)

Characters; Ed, Edd n' Eddy

Your Co-d got cheffed up already

Roll on man, pull up on his Bimma (skrr)

Smoke your friend, I know he's too inna (boom)

Leave my phone, pull off in this dinger (skrr)

Smoke opp like pot, I'm purchasing Rizla

(Come on, come on)

Like how many times you been ran down? (how many?)

Like how many times you been sent out? (how many?)

I know you're scared

You tried to kill yourself in the pen house (suicide)

You're friends are weird, try to burgle shit from their friends house

Under the bed, you was hiding out with your best-

But, dey ain't gonna hide for long (you can't)

This the last time I'm gonna respond

Niggas know I'm gonna go beyond

Like rise up sticks, mans gripping on a wand (boom)

You don't know nuttin' 'bout road (you don't)

Don't beg it like you ain't from Grove

Like, your house got burnt down

The trap didn't work out, you had to go (burnt down)

Who are you knifing?

When Lockz got bored

You was in a car all hiding

I think you're insane (insane)

Count how many times, you and your guys got punched in the face (how many?)

Den' the next day, you're on the internet, acting all brave (like)

Like, you should'a never mentioned Nash

She can't even mention splash (uh-uh)

Remember the days in the park

You're little arse got kidnapped, haha

This little bitch, this dirtbag little snitch (like)

She got paid by feds, then wan' go on like she's rich, but (snitch)

What do you mean?

None of you boy there are bad (none)

Taze is a fucking thief

And Russ already got slapped

Like Nash is a fucking snitch

You're whole team makes me sick (err, like)

Ghetto, Grove, Penge; how the fuck did you switch?

Holy Moly

You don't trap, you're working for C

Don't forget, you want to be me

I gave you trap lessons for free

Your house got burnt down in the G'

You were a virgin at 18

You never built a line with no feens

That's your cousins spot in OT (but)

The mandem said I shouldn't bother

But how you reppin' Penge?

And the Penge yutes spoiled your brother (haha)

Ayy

You should'a known better (should'a known better)

Now look what you done

Please tell me, what have you done? (please)

Please tell me, what have you- (go on)

Umm... I'll wait

Everyone I beef, cah they've all punched you in the face

And this is the way you pay

With hate? Okay

Trap not Carni but, the mandem paid for your vid

And, the mandem paid for your trackie, jewellery

Am I telling fibs?



[Outro]

Yeah man stop talking my name

I'm not gonna speak on this one again, still

Stop calling me out, stop calling me out

Shed no more light on this one, still

Say my name as well man

I'm gonna leave this one as it is

You're scared my G

Roll on man, pull up on his Bimma

Smoke your friend, I know he's too inna

You don't wanna fight, so...

This is what you want

Roll on man, pull up on his Bimma

Smoke your friend, I know he's too inna

Am I telling fibs?