Go Payday, go
Yeah
(Hah, hah, hah, hah)
Big bad Hollow Man's the boss (yeah)
That's the status (yeah)
Yeah, packs of flavours
Jeans, hoodies, hats and trainers
Life's a gamble
Back to Vegas
Run them numbers up back to pages
Yeah, straight Nintendos old SNES back to Segas
Yeah, big Bob Marley spliff pack that's the whalers (jheeze)
Hollow in the whip, yeah
That's the playlist, yeah
Coming ??? like cash, yeah
That's the bailiffs
Make 'em jump (make 'em jump)
Baby that's criss cross (yeah)
Bitch on my dick
Lips on my dick
Maybe that's lipgloss
Getting those chips
Cook up those chips
Rit in that chip shop (yeah)
All of those hits
Hollow man Giggs
Baby that's hip-hop
Step looking tip-top
Back up and keep up (yeah)
Thinking it's cups of tea
Man just smash up a tea cup (yeah)
Mac in a rucksack
Rack, rack, rack, rack
Slap every neek up
Got rid of Alesha
I'm back with Anika (woo woo)
All getting crazier
H here with mad man
Wavy and wavier
H, I'm a bad man (yeah)
Audio saviour
You know when I got dat
I walk and I laser ya'
Think you're the craziest?
Don kinda brazier
Think you're the X-men?
Forcing Xavier
Think you're the next gen?
I got sauce and I'm gravy-er
Soldiers 100
I just walked in Arcadia
Man ain't got time
Mags and rifles
And they're all mine
Spinners on deck
And they're all live
Man are upset
So, man are outside
Man are outside
All of these soldiers
And all my guys
All of these mobsters
Hollow got ties
Shouldn't have crossed them
And now we're outside
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