Disgusting Frisco (Ft. Cel22 & Skepta)

[Intro: Skepta]
This is, a disgusting, tune
Listen, no intro

[Verse 1: Cel22]
Stay in the hood, I'm onto crime
I'm taking it all it's mine, I was born to shine
Cel double niggas, I trouble niggas all the time
They'll be like, "There's Cel double-2, tuck in all your shine"
Whippin' all this mine, I do this all the time
I stay on the grind, 24's from nightfall to morning time
Treat the streets like track and field, I run the road
Flooding streets with crack and heroin and chill with dumb hoes
You heard about Cel double the kid
I double the bricks and put the 9-double to pricks
I just wanna fuck love, I don't cuddle with chicks
And huddle and kiss, I ain't got no spacе in my heart
So if you see me and you wanna holler say, "Bang bang" niggas
Cеl double-2 you know I bang, bang, bang triggers
I went from 3 and a half of each to a half of key
The drug game's a part of me
(Bang, bang, TMT, Meridian, couldn't believe it)

[Verse 2: Skepta]
I've been on every label, Moschino, Versace
Fuck Sony, I'll throw my own launch party (Fuck a label)
I might run past security at Polydor, rob the management at gunpoint in the corridor
They know I make the hits, other producers are shit (Shit)
Still asking themselves, "Why?" like Jadakiss
Rudeboy I sell rocks not sniff (Not sniff)
I've got a point two, why pay the bitch
For my eighth I get head, one six
PS2, San Andreas, control pads for two players
Strawberry Ribena, two newspapers
Fresh pair of Nike Air, we don't do gators
But you might see me buss a chinchilla
Looking like half polar bear, half gorilla
Keep hating, I don't want ratings
I ain't signing no autographs, that's [?]
(Meridian, TMT, Bossman)