[Verse]

I'm smoking on this bud, it's killing all my brain cells

I can't even lie, it's like 9:15 and I'm up smoking green

How the hell am I expecting this day to go well?

But I make it go well, great big rolled L

And now I'm with your bitch in a great big hotel

Took a chase the other day, that shit did not go well

I slipped past the whip, I didn't see much

But what it looked like was the fed and my mate that's both fell

These times he's wrestling with pigs

Flew back on a big four niff, can't let my mate just go jail

Sitting there in police stations with no bail

Fuck that, man burned and left the place with no trail

Now we're in some foreign ends with jakes on man's tail

I'm like "Yo, how'd you bail your whip?"

But when he explained the sitch

I'd have probably done the same thing as well

It got messy, more action, talk less G

I've got a younger that wants to leave chalk around some heads

So if I tell you that it's beef and you walk around, you're dead

So don't slip, quick ten bags if I provide 'em a whip

Or go round and go rags, leaving nothing but bags and toe tags

If he empties the clip out the nine, he'll leave the clip with no mag

Then shit can get mad

You won't get about with a strap cause you're a shitbag

Me, I let the clip go mad, nigga I've been mad

I'll put man in a bin bag

Hit man in the hip and bruck sides like I'm Sinbad

Trust me, shit can get mad

You won't get about with the strap, you're the shitbag

Me, I let the clip go mad

Hit man in the chest and leave the son with no dad

When I whip that yay I'm gonna whip that, nigga just sit back

I might be hanging out the window tryna give a man whiplash

If the four fifth hits in you in the face, that's your wig splashed

Black bike, all they seen was the kid dash

Black hood, all she seen was the kid's mask

Two shots popped, you had to think fast

The kid who let the two shots pop, he made a drink fast

Now he's in the back of my whip counting a big stack

A big MAC is what I'm buying if one pops up

Then I might just pop hoods

Treat these niggas like £10 credit and let the MAC rip his top up

I hear he's got a crop up so I'm mocked up

Plus he owed me dough but didn't cough up

So I sent the goons through his window

Look he's lucky that it didn't light the block up

I drove past about half an hour later

Seen that no one was home so I sent the goons back to go and stock up