Yungen - Samantha lyrics

Sometimes you've just gotta let the story speak for itself Baddest girl in the ends, every boy was on her case Giving out trials, didn't judge man on his face If he was too fast, she would put him in his place Hair had the sickest tracks, man you couldn't tell her race Real slim waist, but she ain't been recycled But she was all the little girls' idol But her brother was the top boy in ends, you wouldn't ever cross a man, that's word to the Bible To the Bible, and she knew that Her brothers had my respect so she used that Snakes ran in her blood and she proved that She [?] from her whip to her new flat Shopping trips every day, didn't spend a penny But that n***a on her arm probably spent a belly But the girls she hung with couldn't stomach that Got a little info and she go run it back Worst thing now, she's started selling d** Started off slow, you know, in and out of clubs She caught onto the slang, she was talking like them thugs Every other word was cus, bruv, blud But them people wasn't family though And she was bringing these guys back to her family home Not thinking of who she putting in danger Not thinking she don't really know this guy, he's just a stranger Yeah, so the word got back The top boy's hearing that this girl's got racks And she's selling d** making mad mad money, eh, and the top boy ain't having that He gave the word, she's gotta go And for that kind of money ain't nobody saying no Nothing more, nothing less, you've gotta dead the little hoe He said catch her at her crib man but keep it on the low She got a phone call around 8 o'clock Private number, she thought it was a shot They said 4 and a half at the spot But it weren't the shot she was expecting Now she got blood all over her extensions Then went and filled her hair back up in the entrance Now back to the car they've gotta run And they gotta get rid of this gun The top boy got a call saying it was done But then he got a call from his mum