Johnny Drama - London lyrics

[Hook] I flew out to London and my cup is muddy I count up a hundred I count up a hunna Top floor let's talk money, baby let's talk money Baby on the top floor Baby got a spot for you baby She say she feel some love for me Said she'll fly out to London for me Said she'll act like a [?] for me Do some drills and be my [?] and be my [?] [Verse 1] Might talk a trip to London (woah) Told that b**h that I won't be back till Monday (woah) I pray one day (woah), pray like Sunday (woah) Let's gets some money (woah) , let's get some money (woah) You know I be stacking oh Pull up they like how fast that phantom go Feel like Travis Scott this sh** an antidote I'm so relax we all, but really go bananas though Boy I land and go, smoke that Amber Cole Ball like Amber Rose Even if I stand alone, I could handle those I could handle anything they wanna throw at me Ain't no wide receiver, but that hate get thrown at me All these bottle popping Money getting thrown up, thrown up, thrown up [Hook]