Daily Duppy

[Part 1: Produced by 3lackondabeat & Heatmaky]

[Intro]
Eh (Eh, woo)
I'm-ah here, man (I am)
Life (Heatmaky)
Free Burner, serious
(Yo, 3lack, what the hell, man?)
Free Caps (Free him)
You already know what time it is, man
We get to yappidy-yap
Eh (River, I see you), eh

[Verse]
She only know Sai So
Guess she don't know Syko still
If Sai So ain't gonna do it
I bet anything Syko will
I can make her day right now
If I take her messages outta request
She used to tell me no
Now, she in a bolt like "What's my address?"
Look, dem man lie in they rap
When I buck my opps it's probably acase
Diddy Bop out the court, no Biggie
Welcome back like Mase
I showed her love, now, she throwin' up signs
She know them man ain't real
She thought she was smoking cali, uh-uh
It's probably them man still
You ever put two in the dots and Sids
So your aiming's got to be nuts?
Like a penalty, ninetieth minute
If I score, I'm lifting the cup
24, but I'm way more 37
Gyal say I look older
Should have been bald all the year
I did 18 with 9 on my shoulders
All the talk on the net was strange to me
'Cah now he's trending
She used to air my BBMs
Now she in request, pending
I slid on the opps a thousand times
No, we ain't Snap sending
Gang tight like TJ, Vince Spenalapy
Mikey, Gus, Gretchin

[Part 2: Produced by KP Beatz]

[Verse]
I ain't these rap niggas, all these niggas are lame
Before a Spotify cheque, I put a kid on the train
Me and Burner in the ride
Undertaker and Kane
I see them run for shelter
Like it started to rain
Mum love I make songs
She don't want me to trap
My jaw dropped, I got called Sai So by a cat
I can make her day if I reply to her snap
I'ma demon bae, you know, yappidy-yap
Boris got us paying silly digits for tops
It went from 31 quid to now, I'm robbing the box
With the best team, I really come from the block
Where if the 3 ain't near the 7
Then it's probably the opps
Judge gave me nine years when I was only a boy
Heard there's opps in the jail
We playin' search and destroy
Put my top tier drip on
So miss could see me
That was so nuts
She still made sure my door close shut
Pull up me and Skeams
Bubba Ray and Devaun
Come to party
Please don't let me get my squeeze on
Baby, watch your step, I got my double C's on
Bookey nigga in the back
Let me see wat he's on
Put my name in the song, you better use it safely
You don't want your mama crying 'bout her baby
I can't go nowhere without it lately
'Cause people calling me a rapper now, haha