[Intro: slowthai]
See, you judge me on my appearance, face value, innit
Don't know about the tax bracket
But I know that I’m teabaggin' your favourite mug, hahaha
They say, "Gang shit"
I ain't about that gang shit
I’m a solo wolf, lone wolf, eating up that gang shit
Gang shit, the death of the gang
Till your dead and buried, seen
[Verse 1: slowthai]
125, doin' up breeze (Doin' up breeze)
Way too, way too, way too, way too
Way too deep (Way too sweet)
Can't lace 95s (95s)
Can't kiss my feet
All they do is chat breeze (Breeze)
Right now I'm breezin' (Breeze)
Trainspottin', I got babies on my ceiling
I’m steady plottin’, now I'm copin’ 'cause I'm eatin' (Belly full)
Remember when they wouldn’t let me in
Now their wage is just a day's per-diem (Per-diem)
Way too, way too, way too, way too, way too sweet
From the fire rose a phoenix, where's the fire weed?
From the ash stems a leaf, that's representing T
And even when I die, I come back twice as legendary
Tears when I sit in the cemetery
Flashbacks, flippin' packs, it was ketamine, huh
Now I'm feeling hoarse
School of life, weren't no course
You're a tourist, only roll with the purist, Ace Ventura
See, you judge me on my appearance, face value, innit
Don't know about the tax bracket
But I know that I’m teabaggin' your favourite mug, hahaha
They say, "Gang shit"
I ain't about that gang shit
I’m a solo wolf, lone wolf, eating up that gang shit
Gang shit, the death of the gang
Till your dead and buried, seen
[Verse 1: slowthai]
125, doin' up breeze (Doin' up breeze)
Way too, way too, way too, way too
Way too deep (Way too sweet)
Can't lace 95s (95s)
Can't kiss my feet
All they do is chat breeze (Breeze)
Right now I'm breezin' (Breeze)
Trainspottin', I got babies on my ceiling
I’m steady plottin’, now I'm copin’ 'cause I'm eatin' (Belly full)
Remember when they wouldn’t let me in
Now their wage is just a day's per-diem (Per-diem)
Way too, way too, way too, way too, way too sweet
From the fire rose a phoenix, where's the fire weed?
From the ash stems a leaf, that's representing T
And even when I die, I come back twice as legendary
Tears when I sit in the cemetery
Flashbacks, flippin' packs, it was ketamine, huh
Now I'm feeling hoarse
School of life, weren't no course
You're a tourist, only roll with the purist, Ace Ventura
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