[Intro]
(Bo-bo-bo)
Max dun him
Beddy bye bye
(Do-do-do-do)
(Bo-bo-bo)
(Beddy bye bye)
[Verse 1]
Livin' life as a hot boy
Only right that I got me a hot one (Scorchin')
I was watchin' Top Boy
Swear down I recognise that shotgun (Hmm)
Try give it my Juvvy
He said, "Cool, G, I already got one" (Calm, G)
Got the ses from the yard man
Said my yute cool of the skunk one (Just cool, nuh)
Rollin' 'round with a screw-face
Big .223's in a suitcase (True)
Tryna be top scorers
Bare man out here with the deuce laced (Strikin')
Think it was Monday, in fact, coulda been a Tuesday
Probably heard that story how we turned a barbeque to a doomsday (Fire)
Way to, way to wassy
Stay chargеd, we ain't raised on batteriеs
Got wraps on my rap sheet
And I still get paid on the back streets (We get it)
Still get paid on the back end (Get it)
My dawg, them stay with the (Grrr)
You ain't never slept in a crack-den
But not anymore, that was back then (Long time)
Done dirt in the tracksuit
Had to burn that, it was causin' traction (Way to)
I grew up in a wary fraction
South London, Lambeth, no-lackin' (True)
A good ak' was on deen
I was on lean with the 'chine in my jeans
What d'you mean? What d'you mean?
What d'you mean? What d'you mean? What d'you mean?
(Bo-bo-bo)
Max dun him
Beddy bye bye
(Do-do-do-do)
(Bo-bo-bo)
(Beddy bye bye)
[Verse 1]
Livin' life as a hot boy
Only right that I got me a hot one (Scorchin')
I was watchin' Top Boy
Swear down I recognise that shotgun (Hmm)
Try give it my Juvvy
He said, "Cool, G, I already got one" (Calm, G)
Got the ses from the yard man
Said my yute cool of the skunk one (Just cool, nuh)
Rollin' 'round with a screw-face
Big .223's in a suitcase (True)
Tryna be top scorers
Bare man out here with the deuce laced (Strikin')
Think it was Monday, in fact, coulda been a Tuesday
Probably heard that story how we turned a barbeque to a doomsday (Fire)
Way to, way to wassy
Stay chargеd, we ain't raised on batteriеs
Got wraps on my rap sheet
And I still get paid on the back streets (We get it)
Still get paid on the back end (Get it)
My dawg, them stay with the (Grrr)
You ain't never slept in a crack-den
But not anymore, that was back then (Long time)
Done dirt in the tracksuit
Had to burn that, it was causin' traction (Way to)
I grew up in a wary fraction
South London, Lambeth, no-lackin' (True)
A good ak' was on deen
I was on lean with the 'chine in my jeans
What d'you mean? What d'you mean?
What d'you mean? What d'you mean? What d'you mean?
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