Released on February 5, 2019

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Went from all day licking shoots

To me and Truth shooting hoops

Man scored off the backboard

Then I hit him up with the swoosh

My nigga Riri got them moves

Popping wheelies like a fool

He won't stop, did the whole block

Got the twelve o'clock looking smooth

J-Bo's looking huge

Did twenty-two now he's loose

Got lifed off

Now his life's on cause he's just dropped his first yout

Got gyal calling Trav cute

Tell 'em "Don't get him confused"

If that beef's on and he needs one

Then he's the first one with his tool, barking

I ain't talking no Ramz track

Dead food, it get ran back

Crop yard on my block darg

There's a good chance it get ransackеd

Real talk, this that realness

Got hеlla sauce, let me spill this

J-Darg's on his way darg

With that stray darg for my silvers

Fuck white gold, I like mine yellow

My next whip might have white leather

Diamonds jumping, this nice weather

I go Bullion's cah that ice better

Having conversations with Flyboy

And for seventeen he's quite clever

Reload with some nice cheddar

Do a couple flips for that Sky-Dweller

My Y.G. got the spesh tucked

Sat upon the trap like a vest does

My money's thick like a textbook

Shout my brudda Rick cause he's next up

Tony's on job, I ain't never seen him prang

He just got a Cuban bracelet, now he said he's feeling gang

Came dressed in all white, that's why I call him Cocaine

Dec and Kai on their pedal bikes just tearing up the estate

Ain't seen Juves in a little bit

Nick's just iced out a little six

When I see them kids yeah I give 'em quids

Oscar's a little shit, I just wanna prosper

You know I'm taking them risks

Jam's owed me like three bags for too long, he's taking the piss

Gonna end up making me switch

But now he's back on his flips

He give me five bills so I'm nice still

I just said I'll take it in bits

Let me large up Junk Kid cah he's O.T. more time

Eating cunch cake, no lunch break, do it 365

Let me shout out Mal and Ty

But I don't really see them guys

Callum and Curbz on a work ting

But they still cotch while we're serving

I'm on Oxford where it's hot as fuck

Let me cool off in The Office pub

Quick game of pool then I've gotta duck

Back to my spot where I'm chopping up

Cut it like Zizel, you might trap but it's nothing like we do

Tyreese woke up, said he wanna go jewellers

Fuck it then, me too

Small ends, I know who's who

He's called Gen and that's Nunu

If you come round you see guns out

I might run them and run you too

From young I swear I've been bad

Shout out Dubz and P and free Blam

Real life, when Seal died

Since then the ends have been mad