Everybody Wanna Be A Charva S Dog (UK) (Ft. YA (UK))

[Verse 1: YA]
I make money with both my two hands
Make that poke and we stack them grands
In the grow yard hanging up lights and fans
What you know about ramming plastic in bands?
I like girls with sexy fake tans
I chore weed and move it in vans
I can't wait till the summertime lands
Cah I swear to God, I got naughty plans
I'm onto Albo's, I'm onto Chinese
I'm tryna find out where they grow their weed
Fuck a job, I don't need Indeed
But this heat seeker's gonna seek their trees
Better know I've robbed keys on keys
With my first heat gun, made a hundred G's
And don't ask how we're gonna get through
When I've got these grips, I don't need the kеys

[Chorus: YA & S Dog ]
Everybody wanna be a charva
They don't rеally want no drama
And everybody wanna rob crops now
They ain't tied up a Chinese farmer
How come everyone is a charva?
They don't pull down no balaclava
Us man are active, ripping up varnas
Phone's still ringing mush, pushing out danas
Everybody wanna be a charva
They don't really want no drama
And everybody wanna rob crops now
They ain't tied up a Chinese farmer
How come everyone is a charva?
They don't pull down no balaclava
Us man are active, ripping up varnas
Phone's still ringing mush, pushing out danas