[Chorus]
I'm old enough to know better
But young enough to be reckless
These birds telling me I'm fly as fuck
But I ain't covered in feathers
I'm a natural born hustler
£50 notes in a cluster
Look, I can sell fire in hell
Fuck it, I can sell pork to a rasta
I'm old enough to know better
But young enough to be reckless
These birds telling me I'm fly as fuck
But I ain't covered in feathers
I'm a natural born hustler
£50 notes in a cluster
Look, I can sell fire in hell
Fuck it, I can sell pork to a rasta

[Verse 1: SeeJay100]
I'm on this boasy ting, you can't stop me
She wants the bone cause I'm cocky
She told me that shit turns her on
So I beat the pussy up rocky
Now she telling everybody
She the brown sugar to my coffee
That's only cuh she seen me with a stack
Last week, she didn't wanna touch me
Now she wants to chill and get comfy
Told her "fuck me, feed me, don't love me"
I've got 5, 4, 3, 2 gyal on my line
Never said you're the one, don't watch me
Three bags on my wrist
Two bags in my pocket
Now that's what you call having a bubble
Look, pop me
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