[Intro]
Diligence
TRS, I like this one
X10
Ayy
[Chorus: Dimzy]
They say I'm a miserable man (Man)
Because I do miserable things (Things)
Free all my miserable men on the wing
They're still doing miserable things
What you know about riding, sliding, firing?
Glee that mash 'till that mash goes ping (Ping)
You know my team, I'm a simple man
But the VV's dance, imma smile and grin
I took some L's, then came back home (Home, home)
And made it a win
Bro made a 100 quid, quick
Now he's got a 100 quid on his wrist
Suttin' got scratched
Just the other day, what a shame he's done
I don't need a list
I'm the type when I make me a million pounds
Imma spend me a quarter milly on sticks (Waps)
[Verse 1: Dimzy]
They wanna know who scratched him, madting
Heard that the doctors patched him
Sixty smoked too much
Now CID's tryna give nicotine patches (Free)
Free my niggas in the jails, rotting in cells
Got me putting in my heart in the mash trip
Stretch gang slide 'round, no drive-by ting
Man jump out gang and crash it
For-Formula One in a four-door truck
[?] we're packing, I was tryna pack him
So-someone got ****
Turned into pot now I see them man hashtagging
Last year, I copped 3 spinners, 2 dotties
You can never tell about this mash ting (Scratches)
Sixty lights up these estates
But he's tryna go back to the landing (Glee)
Max spinners, shotties
Miserable ting when we done it in a Volvo, .44
Storms come fat like Rollo
Side-by-side ting, looks like a pogo
I fly one straight in your chest for bro
That's love, no fucking homo (Uh)
Bro-bro do it for me
I do it for him, I'll rip out your [?] (Ayy, splash)
[Chorus: Dimzy]
They say I'm a miserable man (Man)
Because I do miserable things (Things)
Free all my miserable men on the wing
They're still doing miserable things
What you know about riding, sliding, firing?
Glee that mash 'till that mash goes ping (Ping)
You know my team, I'm a simple man
But the VV's dance, imma smile and grin
I took some L's, then came back home (Home, home)
And made it a win
Bro made a 100 quid, quick
Now he's got a 100 quid on his wrist
Suttin' got scratched
Just the other day, what a shame he's done
I don't need a list
I'm the type when I make me a million pounds
Imma spend me a quarter milly on sticks (Waps)
[Verse 2: Dimzy]
Still in skengs we trust
You can get flamed up like-
Or fried like Stompz
Trust, really tryna turn man runce
Trust, all they do is cap and cuss
Cuz, walk with a brim like Guss
Spot him, I'll jump out from my [?], no fuss
Blast these skengs, been doin' it for years
All it takes is to dime it up (Bow)
If the corn don't flip, then file it up
We leave white tees red, style it up (Splash)
I was on the trap with Stacey and Steve
No skills, had to eye it up
Bang doors, I tie it up
With my dreads in the way, I tie it up
Handting got a hairline, agent love
Give her dick in the morn' when she's wakin' up
Farm angels are off-white
DSQ from the saucy nights
I got some [?] niggas that'll do it for me
Broad day with the longest knife
I was on my case every day
They wanna know if I got me a wife
And every time I get me some cake
Mum gets a big slice (Cake)
[Chorus: Dimzy]
They say I'm a miserable man (Man)
Because I do miserable things (Things)
Free all my miserable men on the wing
They're still doing miserable things
What you know about riding, sliding, firing?
Glee that mash 'till that mash goes ping (Ping)
You know my team, I'm a simple man
But the VV's dance, imma smile and grin
I took some L's, then came back home (Home, home)
And made it a win
Bro made a 100 quid, quick
Now he's got a 100 quid on his wrist
Suttin' got scratched
Just the other day, what a shame he's done
I don't need a list
I'm the type when I make me a million pounds
Imma spend me a quarter milly on sticks (Waps)
[Outro]
(Glee)
Ayy
6 gang, stretch gang
Jump-out gang
Grrt, bow