[Intro]
Lewi B
[Verse 1: Jme]
Man don't need no reason to spit
Man never knew I had a season ticket
Mandem are movin' wicked, wicked
Handle my music, easy, rip it
And all my moves you see are legit
Banging my tune in a GTA whip
Plannin' to do some TDA shit, what?
Spin man in the booth, Superman quick
Man better move like Ludacris hit
Gangster approved, yeah you shouldn't spit
Fam not a clue, you're a new to this shit
Gang on PUBG lootin' a bit
Pan man too, yeah, boom and you're lit
Run out the blue with a Boost, take a sip, what?
You get slapped on screen like parking ticket
Attack the beat, leave scars in the bit
Why's Wiley in a Arsenal kit?
Fam, my G, go ask him innit?
Man's thirsty, yeah parched likkle bit
Back that please, yeah, sip it, sip it
Bang this beat like flippin' Cillit, what?
Don't give a damn about a MOBO award or a BRIT
Blam like AstroJordz with the clip
Man don't show my remorse for a prick
Chattin' about all this sauce that you drip
Fam your time is tickin', tickin'
Mandem are fake like vegan chicken
Can't catch us man slippin', slippin', what?
Trust me, don't try take a photo sneaky, ya prick
I'll make a bozo delete the pic
Snatch that phone like Yeezy, innit?
No passcode so I'm keepin' your shit
Make man go home wheezin' a bit
Boy Better Know, get widdit, widdit
Best not snitch like Quidditch, Quidditch, what?
Nothings in your man bag, yeah, stop reachin' for it
Jam fam, there's no need for the lip
Badman here, squash beef and I dip
Man that's air, I might leave in a bit
Santander, drop Ps on the whip
All man hears is "chi-ching, chi-ching"
Next day yeah, mans whippin', whipping, what?
Lewi B
[Verse 1: Jme]
Man don't need no reason to spit
Man never knew I had a season ticket
Mandem are movin' wicked, wicked
Handle my music, easy, rip it
And all my moves you see are legit
Banging my tune in a GTA whip
Plannin' to do some TDA shit, what?
Spin man in the booth, Superman quick
Man better move like Ludacris hit
Gangster approved, yeah you shouldn't spit
Fam not a clue, you're a new to this shit
Gang on PUBG lootin' a bit
Pan man too, yeah, boom and you're lit
Run out the blue with a Boost, take a sip, what?
You get slapped on screen like parking ticket
Attack the beat, leave scars in the bit
Why's Wiley in a Arsenal kit?
Fam, my G, go ask him innit?
Man's thirsty, yeah parched likkle bit
Back that please, yeah, sip it, sip it
Bang this beat like flippin' Cillit, what?
Don't give a damn about a MOBO award or a BRIT
Blam like AstroJordz with the clip
Man don't show my remorse for a prick
Chattin' about all this sauce that you drip
Fam your time is tickin', tickin'
Mandem are fake like vegan chicken
Can't catch us man slippin', slippin', what?
Trust me, don't try take a photo sneaky, ya prick
I'll make a bozo delete the pic
Snatch that phone like Yeezy, innit?
No passcode so I'm keepin' your shit
Make man go home wheezin' a bit
Boy Better Know, get widdit, widdit
Best not snitch like Quidditch, Quidditch, what?
Nothings in your man bag, yeah, stop reachin' for it
Jam fam, there's no need for the lip
Badman here, squash beef and I dip
Man that's air, I might leave in a bit
Santander, drop Ps on the whip
All man hears is "chi-ching, chi-ching"
Next day yeah, mans whippin', whipping, what?
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