[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Yo
Swifta Productions
Yo (Yo)
[Chorus: Bugzy Malone]
And it’s the modern day mafia, shutting down the scene
Pullin' up with some of the baddest you’ve ever seen
And they don't want it with us, they just wanna be part of the team
'Cause we move kilos, kilos, we move keys
High profile we never be low-key
Built from the ground, we grew from an oz
Kilos, kilos, we move keys
I said kilos, kilos, we move keys
[Verse 1: Bugzy Malone]
I thought I'd hit 'em with something a little different
I don’t need your contacts cause I got 20/20 vision
If I put the money down it means you deffo going missin'
Come a long way from stood whipping in the kitchen
Now I'm starting something different
Badders in the passé
And I was on the road hoping to turn into an akhi
When I, went through the door felt like my city didn't back me
Now I see the younger niggas coming up and I’m just clapping
'Cah you got to pree the pattern
Took off the door put it on the map
Come back then I passed the baton
What they sayin' now doesn't matter
'Cause I went clear back in '015 so I don't watch the chitter-chatter
Now I feel like an El Chapo
Sittin' in my cell raggo
When it gets to twelve I know I'm about to bail even though I'm sat in jail I still got the yay for sale
I don't know about the news 'cause I don't watch the Daily Mail
Check this one, I got the B Malone face put in the bus' down
Escobar just to set the pace
We used to pour the brandy on the road to wash away the pain
But I've stopped crying for my cuzzy cause he's in a better place
Tell 'em, I want it bank transfer when they payin'
'Cause I'm sick of all these stacks just sittin' in the safe
They'll have to bring the chopper out if I decide to take chase cause I'm in supercars now and nobody can relate
Yeah, yeah
Yo
Swifta Productions
Yo (Yo)
[Chorus: Bugzy Malone]
And it’s the modern day mafia, shutting down the scene
Pullin' up with some of the baddest you’ve ever seen
And they don't want it with us, they just wanna be part of the team
'Cause we move kilos, kilos, we move keys
High profile we never be low-key
Built from the ground, we grew from an oz
Kilos, kilos, we move keys
I said kilos, kilos, we move keys
[Verse 1: Bugzy Malone]
I thought I'd hit 'em with something a little different
I don’t need your contacts cause I got 20/20 vision
If I put the money down it means you deffo going missin'
Come a long way from stood whipping in the kitchen
Now I'm starting something different
Badders in the passé
And I was on the road hoping to turn into an akhi
When I, went through the door felt like my city didn't back me
Now I see the younger niggas coming up and I’m just clapping
'Cah you got to pree the pattern
Took off the door put it on the map
Come back then I passed the baton
What they sayin' now doesn't matter
'Cause I went clear back in '015 so I don't watch the chitter-chatter
Now I feel like an El Chapo
Sittin' in my cell raggo
When it gets to twelve I know I'm about to bail even though I'm sat in jail I still got the yay for sale
I don't know about the news 'cause I don't watch the Daily Mail
Check this one, I got the B Malone face put in the bus' down
Escobar just to set the pace
We used to pour the brandy on the road to wash away the pain
But I've stopped crying for my cuzzy cause he's in a better place
Tell 'em, I want it bank transfer when they payin'
'Cause I'm sick of all these stacks just sittin' in the safe
They'll have to bring the chopper out if I decide to take chase cause I'm in supercars now and nobody can relate
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