I’m Back Again K Koke (Ft. Stefflon Don)

[Intro: K-Koke]
Alright, listen
Uh, alright
Look, look, look

[Verse 1: K-Koke]
Look busy from the start
Written in my heart
I stay busy, say nizzy, four fizzy, might spark
No nights arff
I'm grinding like I'm supposed to fam
Sliding from the sirens, trynna find us in their police van
Holding grams, trynna find the master plan
Talk dough and don't phone, I won't answer fam
I'm so road these labels can't chance a man
I'm a no-go, the po-po are trying to shut him down
Fuck around, I can't perform in my fucking town
It's like they all unsure when I come around
Cos i'm that raw from the floors of the underground
And coke comes pure you can't cut it down

[Chorus: Stefflon Don]
I come from a place you won't like to go
Judged by race, you might not make it home
Street from the gully of the gaza
Road come like sauna
These bad man you can't come back pon the corner
I bleed, it must be the marijuana
If I see enemy, me raise the llama