I grab a drink then sit with the boys
I bang the FIFA get the food then bounce
I told shay just roll up the reefa
Grab the speaker, get the zoots by ounce
Swear the tracks so loud, grab your tickets
Get the tour sold out
I put ten bags up on the table
Fuck the label, got the ??? out
And my bro walks round with the stainless
Swear he's brainless, we'll get recalled in
I swear the opps all talk out their anus
Think they're famous, they ain't held no things
Still say hi to the fiends
I think he's dreaming, hope he ain't OD'd
All the girls that say that I'm rude
I'm sorry baby it's your friend I pree'd
And I still take your pack then breathe
Your girl she tried it, had to pack then leave
G I still get lit on the mains
I take the train or get the Addison Lee
Shit, I got tings on me
I told her darling have the drinks for free
And I still rap tight on a beat
I beat this girl her name was Melody
I was riding round, blue lights on us had to swerve that car
And I still get views online
Shit it's about time I had to use them bars
Got this one girl turning me crazy
Guess I'm lazy but this shit gets hard
Like, from these pubs I'm barred
I guess c'est la vie my darg
C'est la vie my darg
My bro's itching to squeeze my darg
G I know that this life gets crazy
So we're looking to free my dargs
C'est la vie my darg
My bro's itching to squeeze my darg
G I know that this life gets crazy
So we're looking to free my dargs
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