Like That Reeko Squeeze (Ft. AJ Tracey)

[Verse 1: Reeko]
Why so serious? (wow)
Bare bitch boys on their periods
Even back then, I was linking them crackheads
Rolling round with mad peds (ring)
Jooking up big youts for mad Zs
I don't love this shit
Smoke on me, I buss off quick (boom)
I always got bro, I don't care what you did (don't care)
I'm on a back road in top speed (vroom)
Sometimes, I wear glasses
Gotta disguise from undies (dickheads)
Them feds just bastards
Try'na find bare shit on me (pricks)
They ain't know every other day
I had it on me
Kitties from cunch to Louis to Bromley
Jarring and that
I just wanna clart and get a pack
I just lost a pack of each
And I'm out here tryna get back
This ain't just rap
Get stones, get 'em wrapped
G phoning my phone
G moving like a cat
Dead weed? Bring it back
I'm old school, that's a fact (yes)
And if you wanna run up on me (come on)
Make sure I can't come back (please)
She like me cause I'm black
I like her cause her back
Her face ain't that (uh huh)
But she fully on-track (ring ring)