(Fredo)

I'm riding round with Mitch, you know hes part of the gang

Always keeping shit patterned, that's just part of the slang

If you ask me rap weren't part of the plan, cause i'm still serving bricks down to half of a gram

You niggas real gass you better talk to your man

Cause if we squeeze of hes running after the bang

My brothers on parole but there's a chance that he lands, Cause his phones always beeping like parking a van

I got it by myself i didn't ask for a hand

So in other words i'm telling you i did it on my own

But if your'e talking violence, I did it with my bro

Looking at this half-a-nina, I did it from my O

And then i made it vanish, did it on my phone

Every time i went to prison swear i didn't wanna go

Remember days when pretty girls they didn't wanna know

Now they all up in my face, they tryna stalk the kid

They come and see me, they ain't petting to do naughty shit

I know its cause i'm rapping, and my jewelry set cost 40 quid

We done it from the streets,oh my g there's more to this

Whipping up my last half, no hangar so i'm forking it

Running down my white plug, hes telling me hes sorting it

The second that i get this pack in, i'm shotting all of it

And we ain't rolling with a thing you gotta order it

Mitch just done a mazza now hes going on a sauna trip

Hes shooting up in London cause in Birmingham hes bored of it

And if your'e talking bout his 40 stick, hes whoring it

Cause if i nigga wants it he can easily get all of it

And we ain't lacking bro, we're going to the store with it

Niggas know i don't slip, niggas know i don't trip

2 weeks ago i robbed the plug it was a whole brick

And billy he ain't taking no shit

That karlas coming back, with a bang, And he don't even know Mist

And if we catch you with your mum, then you're both pissed

I lost my niggas from young, no emotion

Ruggy told me how to whip, showed me the potion

Im really getting shyness like i'm serving niggas lotion

I'm moving like i'm Superdrug

We trap hard and do drills we some super thugs

Plus ill buy my youngens guns, that's some super love

Remember when i couldn't buy a draw, that's super tough

Now my flavors coming in a tin, no tuna tub, im smoking that

Met a bad bitch, poking that, then she went and hold my strap

Round here, that's what we call a down chick

In 012 i bought some Louie of an ounce flip

Now i can fly round the world of a round brick

My youngens out in country serving packets on a town shift

(Mitch)

The patterns mental

Happy slap central

Get smokey like a menthol

Canada Goose full of residue

Say you patterning a mazza, On my mums life they never do

Fred they're talking bout a signature

We pattern bait, we pattern up the blue tape in Westminster

Me and Billy patterning a skim to bun

Check my CV, I made the opps do the chicken run

Badman, i take no talk

Treat the dingers like a Go-Kart

Here's a tin man with no heart

Cock it used to pattern in my rocket in my pocket

From Newtown all the way to Mozart, Slap it with it

T-Cash showed me how to pattern with it

In my shirt i was classic with it

Done a mad ting for bro, he was happy with it

Spin it back a minute, every day i used to link Cathy with it

PG i never put mine away, Any time of day, Opp blocks only one mile away

Everybody gangster now

They all sending buying, I'm down to bump and grind like jelly whine

Fat draws you wasn't on them

I taped of in Brum, I taped of in London

Ill be back tell them Brum opps wait for me

All them sauna trips it got bait for me

Wayne Rooney, the shooters back

I don't boot but i boot it back, my man i'm due to slap

He put G's on my head like a Gucci hat

Bag a straps down in Lucys flat, I don't speak lots

4-fizzy make you talk for me

AK slapped him in his back, now he walk funny

Fuck a bitch i just talk money

Time i got a case, only mummy's up in court for me

K, W, AM, Do it on the spot like mayhem

Down to do an AM in the AM

Porridge for my pagans and cornmeal

I had to do a mazza up on Thornhill

Bad bitch gets down with the king, If she fucks good i might treat her to Bing

Shes always discussing me and cussing me

She said "Mitch all you wanna do is nut in me,"

I said im tryna hold a vybz likkle

Me and Ratlin over there on a bicycle

4-fizzy been a sket

In the field, i ain't finished yet, smokey like a cigarette

Teddy he had 20 in his clip cause Fred knows

We was tryna slide like Rudolph the Red Nose

(Beat plays and thins out)