I'm on Miami beach with a sweet one, tan She wanna learn, so I teach some slang Like what's goin' on, bae? How are you doin'? I'm from London, so I speak with a twang It's taxmanK and the police too I don't watch them yutes, I don't beef with the gang But there's certain people I wanna see get blammed If you fuck with them boys, don't reach for my— Sold sweets in school, that a T from Poundland Bro fly them and the pound still land Big Naira and Victoria Island, stack pillin' I want pounded yam Kinda surprised 'bout the venue size I perform for twenty-five thousand fans Keep the clout, I'm out for the bands Keep countin' the days, baby, I'll be back
Wagwan? I ain't seen shorty in a minute She asked how I am, I said, "Calm" She said I'm the man, I said, "Innit? " Posted up with my dog at yard If you got a friend for my friend, then bring it When I was broke, heart cold like December But now I'm up, my step got a spring in
Baby, turn it around and spin it I'm tryna bend your back and then dig it I ain't unknown in the T, man did it Park the Sprinter outside of the club Tell bro, "Will you jump out quick and fill it? " Say you're a good girl, said that you're timid I think she a freak and don't wanna admit it I think she a freak and don't wanna ad—
Now it's private room, we don't go shop floor I was poor, now it's champagne glasses spillin' You only spent one day with us chillin' Now you don't wanna live same way you were livin' I get gyal, I don't rape no women Free all the get-backs sat in the jail They ain't learnin' a skill, but they barber trimmin' Trust no one, I seen pastor sinnin' You honestly think if I go put a 100K on the table My dog won't kill him? DSP, I'm with packs, I rap, he traps But he got the same car I'm whippin' Written the sixteen bars or lyrics Got rich without father figures No drama cah the karma spinnin' It's not Carti' on my arm, it's a Richard
Wagwan? I ain't seen shorty in a minute She asked how I am, I said, "Calm" She said I'm the man, I said, "Innit? " Posted up with my dog at yard If you got a friend for my friend, then bring it When I was broke, heart cold like December But now I'm up, my step got a spring in
Compositor: Central Cee / Angus Barclay / Lukas Leth