Lyrics Suspect – Fill it 2.0 | New Today Lyrics

verse 1: suspect
Chef man down until he stops moving, still get a punch and boot in
Man get pissed when i look at the news and see his condition improving
I live a violent life so it’s right i only make violent music
Got that drop but it’s more of them than us, so it’s the dots i’m choosing
Aye
Cumbo ding dong cruising
Spot me an opp and pray i don’t lose him
Juice him, the way we did it was gruesome
Make him swim in blood that he’s losing

Scoring, it will never get boring
Floor him, swing my shank and then bore him
Saw him, hold his head and start balling
When it’s war i put my all in

Baby on board, his name is 9 we take him on tour
Free ba, he passed me the 4’s then i said love and gave him my sword
.38 spin, blitz let it roar
Drive and shoot, my bro does it all
Shout sy, my partner in crime
We shared our dingers, zombies and 9’s
Shared our prey, we done enough times
Hold this ching for acting guy guy
Chestshot ching, culprit bye bye
Someone tell temz to ride for his slime

Why back your ching and don’t swing?
Don’t shoot, just use the time for your sprint
Think, if the dinger got tints and comes your way then grip on your ting

Cah we don’t play. we’re coming to murder
Get ran down and chinged like ceemurda
Try lil’ bro who got down (….) with gang and now he’s a qualified lurker
Earner, on the phone to my worker
Constant chats cause he’s just a learner
Badman, ’till you buck a real madman
Grab man, swing my ching ’till i’m tired

Smoke man, then see smoke from the tires
If looks could kill they do cah if i see you, your time’s expired, so you best run and not get tired
Smoke man, then see smoke from the tires
If looks could kill they do cah if i see you, your time’s expired, so you best run and not get tired

(chorus: suspect)
Fill it, drill it
Pray i don’t miss it
Chase it, swing it, ching it
How many opps has sus left swimming?
K’s and attempted killings
I get a thrill from all this drilling

Me, sy left bare man dripping and when sy be whizzing it’s swavey i am assisting
Took lil’ bro on a mission and we bonded over the fishing
He screamed, i told him: “shut up, just hold this ching and stop bitching.”
Just hold this ching and stop bitching

(verse 2: suspect)
It’s easy like 1, 2, 3
In the 5, no jackson
Jump out cars on a mad ting
Mad ting, didn’t get left where he’s standing cah he try run and man had to catch him
Splashed him, micheal, trevor and franklin
Vamping, s, s, s on a gang ting
Free ck, free blitz, free broadday assassin
Beat that skeng with a passion
Ag demons, heard they’re scheming
You can get k’d for treason
Ain’t talking ’bout jeeting when i say i got 2 bodies on me like a threesome

He kept speaking so he got silenced
Ag known for the violence
Splash man down, then cut from the sirens
Add a k to the a get minus’d
Caught then forgot, mizz got left on the floor
Throw up a 5 get bored
5 man up in a 4 by 4, it’s war
This skeng gon’ beat like a whore
(….) try dash and cut through a door, acces denied and turned to a draw
Man screams “stop”, i’m giving him more
Can’t say that my workrate’s poor, i scored

And i can’t put my hand on the book cah i know i’ma lie to the jury
I love to ching but if i hit the wing, i’ll throw up my fists like tyson fury
Wacked up goose with a tuna can, spilled that juice when my zk swang
Hitman stepped and shh got blammed. the sun was down, he still got tanned

(chorus: suspect)
Fill it, drill it
Pray i don’t miss it
Chase it, swing it, ching it
How many opps has sus left swimming?
K’s and attempted killings
I get a thrill from all this drilling

Me, sy left bare man dripping and when sy be whizzing it’s swavey i’m assisting
Took lil’ bro on a mission and we bonded over the fishing
He screamed, i told him: “shut up, just hold this ching and stop bitching.”
Just hold this ching and stop bitching