[Intro: Chip]

Yeah

I might just let it run for a bit and then, like, start later, start like now

Now, now, now-now right? Alright, cool, cool

[Verse 1: Chip]

Me and my team the cream of the crop

Me I'm the cream my niggas all crop

You man claim that you spit fire

It's not that deep, you're not that hot

2015, it's a lot, it's a lot

Got a couple singles, I'mma let em pop

Me, I'mma fuck it up, Storm's gonna fuck it up

Whatever the weather, you can put that on my watch, bae

I was on a mild, I'm erecting

I'm going blind like where's the peng tings?

Chipmunk, shout out to Section (Boyz)

No dead tings in my section

I been nearly everywhere you ain't never there

Looking for a fuckboi, nah, never here

I smell some hating arse niggas

Take that shit over there

[Hook: Chip]

Waiting on, just waiting on my time

Need to brush some of these bitches off of my line

You been laying low, we ain't heard from you in time

Don't worry bout me, don't worry bout me, I'm fine

Waiting on, just waiting on my time

Need to brush some of these bitches off of my line

You been laying low, we ain't heard from you in time

Don't worry bout me, don't worry bout me, I'm fine

[Verse 2: Stormzy]

If you getting money nigga, show that

Tell em that I'm coming for my throne back

The love that you get for your mixtapes

Look, I get that for a throwback

Wait... we already know that

Bare peng tings wanna pose for the Kodak

And I know that you love my flow AK but

Please can I have my flow back?

You are not bad, nobody's scared

You drop tapes, nobody cares

You go shows like 20 man deep

When you get to the venue, nobody's there

London ting but you ain't never here

I be nearly everywhere, you ain't never there

All these hating niggas wanna hitch up

Better take that shit over there

[Hook: Chip]

Waiting on, just waiting on my time

Need to brush some of these bitches off of my line

You been laying low, we ain't heard from you in time

Don't worry bout me, don't worry bout me, I'm fine

Waiting on, just waiting on my time

Need to brush some of these bitches off of my line

You been laying low, we ain't heard from you in time

Don't worry bout me, don't worry bout me, I'm fine

[Verse 3: Shalo]

Hey, didn't you niggas get the last memo?

Bodywork all art-deco

I don't even like Hublots

If you're my nigga, I'd rather you blow

Skinny jeans like I'm on a diet

But my pockets fat, that ain't rocket science

Who are you?

Same team since "Who Are You?"

I turn up fresh like a white wedding

And make lightskinned girls light-headed

It's Cash Motto, bare cash with me

I turn up late, everything fashionably

I be nearly everywhere, you ain't ever there

Looking for a fuckboi, nah, never here

I smell some hating arse niggas

Better take that shit over there

[Hook: Chip]

Waiting on, just waiting on my time

Need to brush some of these bitches off of my line

You been laying low, we ain't heard from you in time

Don't worry bout me, don't worry bout me, I'm fine

Waiting on, just waiting on my time

Need to brush some of these bitches off of my line

You been laying low, we ain't heard from you in time

Don't worry bout me, don't worry bout me, I'm fine

Don't worry bout me, don't worry bout me, I'm fine