Just Coz Aitch & Giggs

[Intro: Aitch]
Yeah (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Aitch]
I see 'em creeping, shut the back door
Turn the arena to a grand tour (Yeah)
Decline a couple figures, it attracts more (Haha)
And I put bread back in my city, call me Mansour (Woo)
Too rich to have time to wait
Wrist match the license plate, seventy on mine today (Skrrt, skrrt)
Smoked a spliff, then I slammed the Range
Sixty 'round the roundabout, I'm flying, fuck the right of way (Round)
Try it if you're bad enough
Think 'cause all I rap about is pussy, I won't wrap him up (Bah, bah)
Know in Manny we're the guys, why challenge us?
Bro ain't blowing bubbles, but he's sly, two hammers up (Yeah)
Three-hundred for the Bentley, I cop it
Eight-hundred for the crib, shit, I don't take many losses (No)
Heard your gyal say she wants some new Fendi, I got it (Haha)
Flip something make it back, then I'm spending the profit (Yeah)
Buy it out, I ain't making deposits
You don't get it like Aitch, come on, let's just be honest
I just tell you how I'm living, I ain't flexing, I promise
Dick good enough to put two lesbians on it (Hahaha)
Told brodie "Get a job", he want to shift rocks (Ooh)
All my youngers get it popping, they don't TikTok (No way)
See my brother in the passy with the ket wig (Huh?)
All I got to do is tap him, that's your wig off (Bah)
Wrist shining, I get blinded when I steer the car
I ain't got topose to show we're grinding 'cause we really are (Yeah)
Tell the waiter "Fuck a bottle, I'ma clear the bar"
Paigons got me laughing in stitches like I fear a scar (Ah)