Suspect (Active Gxng) – Encore Lyrics

Encore Lyrics

[Intro]
(MoraBeats)
(TCZ made this one)
(Kayman, this mix is clean)
Bow, bow (AGB)

[Chorus]
Man get burnt by the torch
That thing go bow and open your thoughts (Bow, bow)
Leave man stretched like Reed Richards
Then man disappear like Susan Storm (Nyoom)
Big long silver, surfing the waters
Fresh out the box, Fantastic Fours (Fresh)
She wan’ throw it back like Thursday
Gyal give brain ’til they get Lockjaw, Lockjaw (That’s right)
It’s peak when the gang pop doors, pop doors (It’s peak)
Clap at the crowd, encore, encore (That’s right)
She got big back, make a man drop jaw (Gang)
Sloppiest top, ruin her contour
It’s peak when the gang pop doors, pop doors (I did it)
Clap at the crowd, encore, encore (Bow)
She got big back, make a man drop jaw
Sloppiest top, ruin her contour

[Verse 1]
Three man step, tryna six feet one
.44 long’s and G17’s
For the new machine, like sixty one
Take shots if you lack, on a tipsy one
Two man step like Men In Black and attack in Area 51
Who got shh?, it’s a mystery one
They know it was me like 60’s song
Chest shot, ching was a naughty one
Roll up, turn a opp boy 41
One man step and fuck up your function
Shell at the crowd, have everyone jumping
Man like Bronson, got no conscience
Carve out your head like pumpkin
Real bad boy from London, straight outta Camden
Shit’s intense where I come from
Why you packing?
If your backing a wap and running, it’s courage they’re lacking
I was locked up, getting it cracking
Touch, we’ll spill blood, getting it bracking
Shotties get bruck and blades get stuck in their jackets
Rip up your flesh and fabric
Bad bitch wanna smoke opps and back dick
Said she ain’t done this before, we’ll practice, practice

[Chorus]
Man get burnt by the torch
That thing go bow and open your thoughts (Bow, bow)
Leave man stretched like Reed Richards
Then man disappear like Susan Storm (Nyoom)
Big long silver, surfing the waters
Fresh out the box, Fantastic Fours (Fresh)
She wan’ throw it back like Thursday
Gyal give brain ’til they get Lockjaw, Lockjaw (That’s right)
It’s peak when the gang pop doors, pop doors (It’s peak)
Clap at the crowd, encore, encore (That’s right)
She got big back, make a man drop jaw (Gang)
Sloppiest top, ruin her contour
It’s peak when the gang pop doors, pop doors (I did it)
Clap at the crowd, encore, encore (Bow)
She got big back, make a man drop jaw
Sloppiest top, ruin her contour

[Verse 2]
Two fat bells in the shotgun
Six in the spin, getting ’round, tryna drop one
Three ZKs, big long one
Street’s too cold, need more than a Long John
Go there, gang blow holes in your Moncler, Bonsoir
Man get hit with a Bon Bon
Bonjour, je m’appelle Suspect
I made them mop floors
Said you want war, you got bored
Do you want more?
Got corn, go check the news if we pop corn
Corn for a opp, got called for a opp whore
SOA like Alert, bro prayed, that’s Allah
Then jumped in the car and popped four
A man can’t welcome us to the party and think that gang won’t pop smoke
Got jokes, but it weren’t funny when you coulda’ got smoked
Hop out the car, watch girls just unfold
How many stories untold?
She like my cologne, that’s gunsmoke
Bro love booting, I love to ching
Bottom line is we’re both cutthroat

[Outro]
(MoraBeats)
(TCZ made this one)

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