[Hook]
Feed them to the lions
Feed them to the lions
Feed them to the lions
I said feed them to the lions
[Pre-Hook]
We tell him
There's no running from me
Ducking, diving from me
No God can save you from me
You tell that little sh**
Look, there's no running from me
Ducking, diving from me
No God can save you from me
f** it, I said
[Hook x3]
[Verse 1]
Popping bottles of the Grey Goose
A couple thousands round my neck
I told them broke the bank you can't loose
Spilling champagne on my crep
Man I bought myself a Plan B
Them riding goofy on my deck
I got arms bigger than your face n***a
Cause I do them extra sets
I can do a hundred-thousand views in a few days
When they see what was next
We can make a n***a team they can try say something
Then watch what I do next
Hit him with a pump-pump
Pump-pump
Pump-pump right to the chest
Shh...breathe, breathe, breathe
[Pre-Hook] + [Hook x3]
[Verse 2]
Boy Better Know!
Man, I spend all day in Camden
Strongbow, skatepark, mandem
Tattoos, girls in photos
I see Rizla, weed and Benson
Poppin' chicks now just land them
She gets broody when I'm ramping
I'm sober twice a week
The rest is gun-squeeze, it can happen
f** there's reefer in the building
Boy Better Know in the building
Turned up to the rave in flip-flops
Left with more than what we pulled up in
[Pre-Hook] + [Hook x3]