When they see me they're like Tex, what you been on though?
I'm like, working on my floors like a condo
Take a puff of this, neck down, grab a poncho
Said he's got a K, well he k**s the convo
I don't know if you've heard of my n***as
Say you've got a wave, then we're certified swimmers
I've been getting blazed, getting herbalised init
On the M1, ga**ed trying to test the 335's limit
Here's a minute for them critics, most of them b**hes
I dig it, they're livid, 'cos they wanna be the missus
While you got you got your Clarks on, Sitting on the the track
You can play Hammond, May I get Stiggish
I'm in it for the spinach, watch how I dead it
My flows Supreme like a brof out of Ess**
I use the green to get red that's the method
Is it how high or hi, how did you get?
This is an epidemic, I smell it like a bad perfume
Can't miss it like a dad's curfew
These b**hes want to hate, cos a n***a curved you
Wanted a little yellow in her like Thunderbird 2
I ain't lying, I got a shine like a brother's church shoes
Or a Rev. revving, making a Hummer swerve through
Rah she's on the net, got a couple dirt views
Like a million other girls ain't got a bum and curves too
Where's your head at, tell something they can't do
You're turning up in clubs, you weren't turning up to cla**rooms
Now she's a gold digger, looking for a fast move
Wants a little castle and palace little Pardew
Tv sold these rappers a dream
Getting pimped out Boy, them suits overcharged you
You blew your dough here they Homer and Marged you
I'm on the road like Cartman tryna cartwheel
Wait, look, I used to be that guy up on the corner
Tying little border, fresh out of school we hit the corner
Nothing on my mind but p**y and tryna keep the ball up
Had a little status on pirate radio and it was all love
Well that's what I thought though, taught to keep low
Be smart like court clothes
Money cars and chains, family over all those
You're cold? Fanny in a wardrobe, hold tight your goals... Lord knows
I've been praying for these rappers that ain't got no talent
an*lyse the game like Gary Linekar and Alan
They say that I'm underrated 'cos I spit what they can't fathom
I actually love music, they actually love ga**ing
I'm just rapping, just a few [?] don't want to hear yours
My n***as hungry, hit your ice like polar bear paws
Titch told me watch my mouth, I was like yeah course
Then it's more beeps than Wolverine at the airport
With a pocket of change, two phones
One set of keys and that metal thing on the string of his Air Force
Bare wars on the road, where's the army?
These n***as ain't ever playing, word to Diaby
They're scared to cross my pen game, Charlie Charlie Charlie
My piff got a pong, I'm old school like [?]
Calmly, came up Yeah seven with an ounce
We were setting up traps like little Kevin in the house
Couple beefs from the east, couple rebels In the south
sh** clicked went together like nettles and an [?]
So keep thinking that I'm new sh**, I don't whip a nae nae kid
Should of knew this, foolish