Justin Bieber Smoke Boys (Ft. Dizzee Rascal)

[Intro:]
I don't love these hoes
They don’t love me neither
The Feds thinks bro's a dealer
Got nicked with Justin Bieber
She just wanna smoke my tree
Let her light up the reefa (What you talkin' bout?)

[Verse 1: Sleeks]
Mans still shelling down functions
Backstrap I’m smoking runtz
This weed from Cali not London
Bust the pack it's so pungent
Man keep it so 100
Whole one 3 6 onion
I was on road like bunion
Knee deep in the trap
Zombies, rise from the dungeon
And we ain't beefing twats
Extended clip like a truncheon
Ain't seen bread, but you're talking p's (cap)
Trap mash no I ain't deetsing that
No tic gimme my p's infact

[Verse 2: Littlez]
Shut down shows with bronem
& I got food Come dinе with me
Pengting sippin’ on rosè
Told her comе wine on me
Saying she’s down for me
Hold that wap & hide my weed
Man came up in the T
Trapstar like Mike & Lee (trap)
Put work on streets
Man reload get gwop repeat it
Blowing gelarts in public
See them feds I Need For Speed it
Problems man don't need it
Locked my old ting
Block & delete it
Got a bad one from Sweden
She got a man I’ll keep it a secret