What’s Up Doc Exclusive Ard Adz (Ft. Little Torment & RM (UK))

[Verse 1 - Ard Adz]
You're shotting off your WhatsApp lost
I've been eating carrots like What's Up Doc?
A bag on your coat, two bags on your Loubs
But you're sitting at the bus stop lost
My £20 Bougs I remember those
They had rips in the front and the tongue was torn
My £12 jacket, I remember bro
It was way too big but it kept me warm
And I'm tired of these cunch spots
I never slept, I used to hunt shots
I was stepping out in Dunlop
I grew up on knife crime and gun shots
Mummy thinks her son's lost, real life
My brudda's crop dropped twice
Now he's rolling in a drop-top iced
Man talk greaze
Until the pump make you hopscotch nice like
From an infant
Learned to use my instincts
Like for instance
Shit's not distant
Me, my ting, my knife, always stay in sync
Now let that shit sink in
I don't do this four door, 4x4, four draw bullshit
Me and Heat, two door, black car, full clip
I don't do this four door, 4x4 bullshit
Me and Heat, two door, black car, full clip