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EsDeeKid – 4 Raws Lyrics
 
Ay
I’m four-man deep in this German
And I’m whippin’ it ’round the suburban
Plod are on chase, gotta make the excursion
So I manage this shit like I’m Jürgen
Went from Henny to sippin’ on Bourbon
I’ve switched to a different person
Cut to the chase, now they call me the surgeon
All over the ‘net, I’m a burden
I’m a warlord, kilos under the floorboards
Rammin’ the whip through the store door
EsDeeKid, I’m from Mordor
I’m puttin’ me name on the scoreboard
Pull up, I’ve gotten me sword drawn
I’m rotten, I’m sick when I pour fours
Every time I smoke, I light four raws (okay)
I pull up in that Lamborghini just so you can see me
All these people wanna get dropped on
All these people, they wanna be me
Me leather jacket’s from East Asia
I’m smokin’ up on these beast flavours
Got little kiddas and bigger hitters that’ll bang you up for a wee favour
I’m four-man deep in this German
And I’m whippin’ it ’round the suburban (okay)
Plod are on chase, gotta make the excursion
So I manage this shit like I’m Jürgen (okay)
Went from Henny to sippin’ on Bourbon
I’ve switched to a different person
Cut to the chase, now they call me the surgeon
All over the ‘net, I’m a burden
I’m a scumbag, I was raised in Liverpool slums, lad (okay)
I was broke, no joke, but I spun back
Now I sip this rum and I fund packs (okay)
I’m a dirty dog, I’m a young rat
Year 10 I was out, had to run cash (okay)
PayPal, flip quids for the dumb tax
Catfish as a bitch for the dumb stack
I kept learning, kept lurkin’
Kept whippin’ ’round and workin’
Me pockets filled with 20 buds and GBP, that’s Sterling
I’m rolling round in spenny cars
Got heavy gas that I’m burnin’
I’m a rockstar with these rocks, lad
I could never beat these urges (okay)
I’m four-man deep in this German
And I’m whippin’ it ’round the suburban (okay)
Plod are on chase, gotta make the excursion
So, I manage this shit like I’m Jürgen (okay)
Went from Henny to sippin’ on Bourbon
I’ve switched to a different person (okay)
Cut to the chase, now they call me the surgeon
All over the ‘net, I’m a burden (okay)
I’m a warlord, kilos under the floorboards (okay)
Rammin’ the whip through the store door
EsDeeKid, I’m from Mordor (okay)
I’m puttin’ me name on the scoreboard
Pull up, I’ve gotten me sword drawn (okay)
I’m rotten, I’m sick when I pour fours
Every time I smoke, I light four raws

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