We up top (Uh)
Rise and shine, let's get it
Bombaclaat (Bomba), dickhead, bombaclaat (Bomba), dickhead (Bombaclaat)
I used to jack cars with a Phillips
Speak patois in case somebody listens (What was that?)
And I got new boogs so the creps get christened
Shoot, they glisten (Uh)
Now they pitchin', who you kiddin'?
Gettin' expend on the shoes, more fittin'
Council flat and a cling film ting
White shoes on the mat, got new carpet (Uh)
Nike tracksuit, got it for a bargain
Got mums in my ear like a drill sergeant
They say time is money, guess I'm bidin' mine
So I never walk alone like Merseyside (Uh)
Your kilo come purcey-sized
Too many option, I can't decide (Bah)
Always gotta smile in crucial times
And I always run wild, couldn't find my tribe (Uh)
I used to rock Lyle & Scott
Vile lil' cunt from the Eastern sides (Uh)
Double-N 'til the day I die
Keep doublin', tryna multiply
Money to me like shit for a fly
So I stay getting P 'cause the world is mine
The .45 smoke, the .45 smoke (The whole world is mine)
The .45 smoke, the .45 smoke (Mine)
The .45 smoke, the .45 smoke
The .45 smoke, the .45 smoke
The .45 smoke (Bah), the .45 smoke (Bah)
The .45 smoke (Bah), the .45 smoke (Bah)
The .45 smoke (Bah), the .45 smoke (Bah)
The .45 smoke (Bah), the .45 smoke (Bah)
'Cause I grew up 'round shotters, coppers, alcoholics
Drinking Foster's, anabolic
Rage amongst us, spliff, no blunt
Here to bust you and your mums
Always rain, don't see no sun
Take me for cunt, get nine-two long
Do for fun, it's nothing long
People think I'm Satan's son
Shotters, coppers, alcoholics (Bah)
Drinking Foster's, anabolic (Bah)
Rage amongst us, spliff, no blunt (Bah)
Here to bust you and your mums (Bah)
Always rain, don't see no sun (Bah)
Take me for cunt, get nine-two long (Bah)
Do for fun, it's nothing long (Bah)
People think I'm Satan's son (Bah)
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