[Hook: Swift] Everyday man smoke tree Mumzy didn't like that Peng gyal pouring my drink She probably wanna spike man Manaman see us on the street I'm like "Who's that? My man?" Probably wanna smoke my weed Mhmm, I don't like that Mhmm, I don't like that Mhmm, I don't like that Probably wanna smoke my weed Mhmm I don't like that Manaman see us on the street I'm like "Who's that? My man?" Probably wanna smoke my weed Mhmm, I don't like that [Verse 1: Deepee] (Boom) I was with a low on the backroad Bro got the smoke on the front line Running with about ten hundo I just saw jakes in a Hyundai Cats looking at me when I walk in Smelling like I got a drag line I just got a pack in the morning I'm try'na get it gone by lunch time Try'na get it gone by noon No bullsh**ting if it's on my tune Beg friends try'na stay on my goons They say don't, then they're scared what the dons might do In my coat got it long and it's thick like mousse And it's strong so it kicks like wong Thai fu n***as choke on their bong cause they love my food Try approaching me wrong and it's long, my yout Ba-boom, I got my racks Wouldn't, I can sign that Your b**boo, she's on my man So mhmm, you don't wife that Got your missus holding a weapon up in my flats Got your missus holding, I bet you you don't like that n***a said he wanted a second, I said "Why's that?" Told my brudda "Hold on a second, I'll phone right back" Man are nice chaps and why hype chat? So we'll try relax, I don't climax You got a trap phone, your dad's at home No backbone, you're not like that From long time I've been pain Summer in Spain, try'na fly back And I been out there in the rain Cause mum's saying that we need sky back [Verse 2: Swift] Manaman see us on the street I'm like "Who's that? My man?" You had never slept in the trap Them manna weren't like that Bro stepped in with the MAC I'm like "What's that, a 9-MAC?" Them man chat like my sis Shh, I don't like that I don't smoke mersh or Thai That come in like Thailand That gyal gave me her life Told bro "You shouldn't wife that" What trolley I was bagging up at nine She didn't know I was like that Been on the field up front I am no kinda right back (Why, why, why, why?) I am no kinda sideman I get the smoke and light man I do road cause I can Number nine is my fam That gyally wanna spike man She just left with my man Mhmm, you don't like that? Muay Thai, Buddha, manna fight man Came like grr grr, I will knife man Loads of ch-ching if I don't like man I ain't into the green but I can buy that What you looking at? Get a life man They're some chi chi man, that's 20 light man I'm just saying words, I'm coming nice man [Hook: Swift] Everyday man smoke tree Mumzy didn't like that Peng gyal pouring my drink She probably wanna spike man Manaman see us on the street I'm like "Who's that? My man?" Probably wanna smoke my weed Mhmm, I don't like that Mhmm, I don't like that Mhmm, I don't like that Probably wanna smoke my weed Mhmm I don't like that Manaman see us on the street I'm like "Who's that? My man?" Probably wanna smoke my weed Mhmm, I don't like that [Verse 3: Sleeks] f** a hype chat, I don't like that On the field with a stick, I'ma strike that Young G doing dirt on a bike back Then go home and take pics on the iPad I'm try'na get rich, that's why I trap But I still got pricks try'na fight man I don't like that, I don't like them Try'na smoke my weed, go buy that Had beef on the corner Two beats with the shotgun, warm up Had Ps, but we had no order Back then, reing up quarter for quarter Now man a big man, got big plans and I stepped out Looking mad shot like a boarder Trey got corn in a corner Man get wrapped in a bag like a order Uh-uh, you're not my fam Uh-uh, you're not like man You shoulda, coulda, woulda But these n***as never would've tried man Got the leathers on, magic in the wand Got a n***a ducking from the right van This n***a looking like a sideman I'ma open him up like a Sprite can Who's that? My man? All up in my eyes fam If a n***a move wrong Mummy told me just to fight back And even though I smoke weed And mumzy didn't like that She keep talking bout life plans And I'm just try'na buy me the right pack [Verse 4: Littlez] When the broke n***as preeing on me n***a know I don't like that Probably wanna smoke my weed Looking at me like he can't buy that Couple fly guys that'll sky that See me in the streets, don't try that Likkle man, why you try'na act like a G? I can tell you ain't like that Manna tear down shows and my n***as do road Like yo, where the mic at? Money in my hands from my knife chat Bands in elastic, that ain't no light stack Get it in, get it gone, get it right back Cheese on the rats, gotta watch where the mice at Got it catting for the long, now she wanna ring a dong But nah I wouldn't wife that Got the peng tings coming over Tell a bu*ters ting move from me Spread 'em out like Clover I don't want no dead ting, that's a zombie Nine in my right if man try'na wrong me Manna get left to the side like my broccoli Feds came up in my pad try'na lock me Jumped out the window, I told 'em it's not me What you mean, no smoking? Manna roll the ganja and I light that Loud making noise in the whole house Knew my mumzy didn't like that Getting down in the south side With my section and a couple of fly gyal Big .45 if a man wanna fight back Talking my name? Uh-uh, I don't like that [Hook: Swift] Everyday man smoke tree Mumzy didn't like that Peng gyal pouring my drink She probably wanna spike man Manaman see us on the street I'm like "Who's that? My man?" Probably wanna smoke my weed Mhmm, I don't like that Mhmm, I don't like that Mhmm, I don't like that Probably wanna smoke my weed Mhmm I don't like that Manaman see us on the street I'm like "Who's that? My man?" Probably wanna smoke my weed Mhmm, I don't like that