[Intro: Future & YC]

YC!

What you got? Racks on racks on racks

He got racks on racks on racks

We got racks on racks on racks, leggo! (Esco, nigga!)

Hey, I got racks on racks on racks (I got you, nigga)

She got racks on racks on racks

They got racks on racks on racks

[Verse: Dappy]

Ayy, it's about time that I went in hard (Woo)

Fuck the singing for 16 bars

I'm going in, but I ain't go to my yard

This is written in the hood nowhere near the stars

I'm sorry if I ever robbed you in the past (Bap)

From the bottom of the block

To the top of the charts

I use to save coins

Now I'm Swippin cards and

I'm in a spaceship, bun driving a car...

Fucked white and brown and black

I've held nanks, bats and straps

I got the runs when I swallowed them rats

Luckily I got famous and come out the trap

Now I'm bringin 4 Mobo's back to my flat

Same place the feds try spin for crack (Woo)

If they ever come back they ain't gonna find jack (Woo)

All they gon' see my face on a plaque

See me I only roll with a bitch that bags

Sayin' she ain't with me just 'cause I cracked

I'm always on a hype, she knows what I'm like

With a bottle, she was up a soon as I smashed

If you violate, you fuck with my ego

Never put your hands on Milo or Gino

'Cause I will get reckless like my brudda D-Bo

Then go and tell the judge "Fuck you" like CeeLo

We all wish we had cribs and Porches

And it ain't just coke that gets imported

Shout to my brudda who just got deported

And to his mother who didn't know where the court is

I'm spontaneous, I don't care fam

I said no to the Def Jam chairman

You can't blame me, they can't change me

Matter of fact, fuck this guy, I got bare fans (Woo)

So follow the leader 'cause yes I did it

I shut down Twitter in 15 minutes

Most men who got famous turn pussy

But me I still jam in the ends and bill it

You hate 'cause your gyal will get bang like Cillit

It don't matter how tough your skin is (Nah)

I got a little young star that will leave you all pissed on the floor and it won't be from Guinness

And yes I am that boy of the telly

And this shit right here on my neck is a belly (Ayy)

Hit double plats before I turned 20

I'm a burn like the guy who sticks in perry (Woo)

So fuck going shopping 'cause I get free clothes (Woo)

My minimum is 20 bags from a show

If you loved Pass Out then check the front row (Yeah)

Big up my 2 dons, Tobias and Joe

I hear a lot of gun talk and it ain't no joke (No)

Only mixtape I believe is K-Koke's

Animal on the mic but I ain't no host

I eat rappers alive, human beans on toast

Time is money, so I bought me a Cartier

The estate agent told me I can't be late

When I turned up, I chucked them a briefcase

Said, "Take your shoes off my carpet, mate"

Back in the school we got judged by the teacher

Who's on the panel now? Tulisa

Act like a superstar all you want

Real bad boys sell out the O2 arena

25K if you want me on the feature

I love singing but ya know I ain't diva

Say suttin' fucked on your track like nana

And save your career like a keeper

Yeah, I ain't an MC, I ain't a singer

I'm an M-Singer

I'm everything, I'm fucked

Read my book in 10 years

Superstar erupt shit

I'm a legend in the making

Big up my boy Maze

Big up my guy C

Shout to my brudda Alph

And ZEETVD

I love you mum, I see you Faze

I miss you dad, remember the days

Yeah