Fredo - Wandsworth To Bullingdon lyrics

(feat. Headie One) Nah, don't talk about prison, my ni**as are full of them I'll get you done up from Wandsworth to Bullingdon I got some ni**as on basic for bullying He didn't see who stabbed him up, I hoodied him No, I don't half-step, that's 'cause I'm fully in Jail after jail had me feelin' I couldn't win Now I might roll up on you in a Cullinan Don't like the opps when my lungs— No roller, we're taking the ped Roll out, now a paigon all dead They ain't come back, they're ravin' instead The opps must be in heaven shakin' their head And I come from a place it ain't safe to be fed Where they try sell it, then take it instead You're cuffin' them hoes, you're making arrests She givin' me blows, she takin' a risk You know me, I just keep it humble This summer's cost me rondos Real trap boy, I was on phone to Nosmonso Yo, I was distributin' balls like Alonso (Turn up) I can't believe I'm talkin' millions in these convos Three car convoys fly like a Concorde (Suh-suh-suh-suh) I can't see through these shades, they Tom Ford (Suh-suh-suh) I used to feed the seagulls in Portland Had a grey don shell V's like Jonjo Nah, don't talk about prison, my ni**as are full of them I'll get you done up from Wandsworth to Bullingdon I got some ni**as on basic for bullying He didn't see who stabbed him up, I hoodied him No, I don't half-step, that's 'cause I'm fully in Jail after jail had me feelin' I couldn't win Now I might roll up on you in a Cullinan Don't like the opps when my lungs are still full of them Nah, don't talk about prison, my ni**as are full of them I'll get you done up from Wandsworth to Bullingdon I got some ni**as on basic for bullying He didn't see who stabbed him up, I hoodied him No, I don't half-step, that's 'cause I'm fully in Jail after jail had me feelin' I couldn't win Now I might roll up on you in a Cullinan Don't like the opps when my lungs are still full of them Gave him a one, but he wanted a quarter New watch clear like a bottle of water I got a spa in the building, so when the gang drillin', they pop in my sauna Four and a baby's a popular order Paid for the four, I might drop you the daughter Slice up the opps, I get lots of them tortured Then flew past some opps, I got lots of them awkward Thameside visit or I bring the dully in To sawn-off shotguns filled up with Duracell's We catch the opps and then that's a news bulletin Ever turned your white Air Force into Louboutins? My batch old school, them ni**as new to this (Suh-suh) She told me she love how my Cuban sit The games get faster and furious (One) This sh*t got me feeling like Ludacris (Turn, turn, turn) Nah, don't talk about prison, my ni**as are full of them I'll get you done up from Wandsworth to Bullingdon I got some ni**as on basic for bullying He didn't see who stabbed him up, I hoodied him No, I don't half-step, that's 'cause I'm fully in Jail after jail had me feelin' I couldn't win Now I might roll up on you in a Cullinan Don't like the opps when my lungs are still full of them Nah, don't talk about prison, my ni**as are full of them I'll get you done up from Wandsworth to Bullingdon I got some ni**as on basic for bullying He didn't see who stabbed him up, I hoodied him No, I don't half-step, that's 'cause I'm fully in Jail after jail had me feelin' I couldn't win Now I might roll up on you in a Cullinan Don't like the opps when my lungs are still full of them