(Young G)
(M1OnTheBeat)
(My man, my man)
My man said he got hammers for sell again, I ain't Jude, but I bet you I'm bellin' him (One)
Feds dem on to the set again, obbo, it ain't even safe on Telegram (Bi-bi)
Big rasclart medallion, everywhere we go is Shelly-Ann (Let's get it)
Givenchy, Louis, Dior, Chanel again, shorty said I look good in everything (Turn, turn, yeah)
Bro told me he ain't going back jail again, just got nicked, now he's back there again (Uh)
Suttin got bun on the (Ph') Lost that boot, had so mu (Ph-phew)
They want me back on the trench again, I don't know who's genuine (No, uh)
Somethin' just end up dead again, I did try tellin' them (One)
I was yola with the amphetamine, if I was posh, then it would've been ketamine (Yeah)
I was dead broke tryna sell everythin', so I had to rap white like Eminem (Turn, told me turn)
So I levelled up, but I'm still levellin'
Ain't it funny how I chase down opps (Told me turn), but nowadays I just chase down my beverage
And I still gotta scream, "Fuck fed" again (Turn, turn, turn, turn, ayy)
True, the mandem done up Dunlin and Heron, and all now the feds gotta rise up evidence (Suh)
'Cause we really made white tops turn red, white tops turn red, Teddy Sheringham (Suh, suh, suh)
Talkin' my shit, they ain't lettin' me land, got a suite top of the London Sheraton (Ooh)
London Sheraton Grand 'cause this neck, bands (Let's get it)
My man said he got hammers for sell again, I ain't Jude, but I bet you I'm bellin' him (One)
Fe-fe-feds dem on to the set again, obbo, it ain't even safe on Telegram (Bi-bi)
Big rasclart medallion, everywhere we go is Shelly-Ann (Told me turn, ayy)
Givenchy, Louis, Dior, Chanel again, shorty said I look good in everything (Turn, turn, turn)
Bro told me he ain't going back jail again, just got nicked, now he's back there again (Turn, told me turn, ayy)
Suttin got bun on the (Ph') Lost that boot, had so mu (Ph-phew)
They want me back on the trench again, I don't know who's genuine (No)
Somethin' just end up dead again, I did try tellin' them (One)
This brown one thick she melanin (Uh)
Me and her eat, it's Michelin (Uh)
This steak knife is far from a flip shank, come from the trench, but I still got etiquette (Tch, eh)
Rappers start gettin' upset again rememberin', then they gon' troll on the net again
They send for me, I can't send for them, true, there's a body in the streets, it's delicate (One)
They said they want war, they're gemmin' it, you know what the hitters would do for One
I'm feelin' like Declan Rice at Emirates (Suh, suh, suh, suh, suh, suh, suh), it's separate
Little bro turned his wrist to a B, you know me, I love when the mandem levellin'
Times when the B made a fiend OD, it forced me to cut it, O.T. Genasis
My man said he got hammers for sell again, I ain't Jude, but I bet you I'm bellin' him (One)
Feds dem on to the set again, obbo, it ain't even safe on Telegram (Bi-bi, turn)
Big rasclart medallion, everywhere we go is Shelly-Ann (Turn, told me turn, ayy)
Givenchy, Louis, Dior, Chanel again, shorty said I look good in everything (Turn, turn, turn, told me turn, ayy)
Bro told me he ain't going back jail again, just got nicked, now he's back there again (Told me turn, ayy)
Suttin got bun on the (Ph') Lost that boot, had so mu (Ph', ph'; mm, mm)
They want me back on the trench again, I don't know who's genuine (No)
Somethin' just end up dead again, I did try tellin' them (One)
Told me turn, ayy
Told me turn, turn
(M1OnTheBeat)
(Young G)
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