Released on April 14, 2013

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[Intro: G FrSH]

I swear this must be heaven

Got a buff ting in my bedroom

Fucked her till' like 5

Done a session at 11

In a penthouse suite in Vegas, man this view amazing

Got her bent over the balcony, we're fucking while she blazing

Take a mental pic for framing, then I change my BB status to

Man this can't be life, with one of them smiley faces

I made it out the white house with that presidential bracelet

She said 'What's that watch..a Rolex?'

I said 'Yeah..18K' (bitch)


[Hook: G FrSH]

Few hundred for the crib, 50 for the whip

20 for my wrist, a license for my kicks

I'm with the buffest chicks coz I'm getting paid

She said 'What's that watch..a Rolex?' I said 'Yeah..18K'

18K. Thats right. Tell them niggas I'm getting paid

Might go and cop a watch, blow a watch up in that rave

Yeah I poured her some champagne before she asked my name

She said 'What's that watch… a Rolex?

I said 'Yeah..18K'


[Verse 1: G FrSH]

Yeah. What? I'm bragging but

When you did it like me and spent a whole day just bagging (uh)

Start the day with a key and bang it out by Eve like Adam (uh)

Then I go to the rave and swallow champagne by the gallon

I ain't a perm but I'm out here flashing coz when I look down at my wristwear

Mad rocks in my clock, it make a nigga wanna go silt theirs (uh)

Suicide watch, it's like stamps the way we lick squares

Yeah your looking at a boss

I tell these niggas that I'm so fly, C.I.D had to call in S.W.A.T

Yeah you got back but bitch don't front, pick any bucket take what you want

Bottles on bottles that's how I stunt, I ain't no pussy but I'm a cunt

Spend your months wage in a rave

Don't call me bruv when you can't relate

I ain't talking hotels when I say, I clean up that's why I'm made

Yeah my wrist is always smoking, always got a Rolly

I'm like Benson with these Hedges, tell Alex to phone me

Jewellery shop in Hatton coz I'm getting paid

I said 'How much is that Rolex?' He said 'This? 18K'


[Hook: G FrSH]


[Verse 2: Sincere]

What's that on my wrist? (what's that?) 18K (rolly)

Fucking little niggas with your 18zs

When I whip it like a slave, I see 18Gs (shush)

All black car (uh huh) black Lizzy tee

To protect that yellow kettle got that black machine

In a skate board park, don't ramp with me

Tony Hawks for the Lizzy, grind for McQueen

Look at all this Alexander on me

Call me super Branson, head to toe in Lanvin (swaggin')

Everyday I do it big, you niggas is hasbeens

You can take my old bitch coz I got some new pussy

But she still wants me, how do you feel pussy?

Taking pictures with some bitches, you couldn't even draw

Your talking like a trapper but your dressing like a fraud

18K up on my wrist, what the fuck is on yours?

They say keys open doors so we picking up more


[Hook: G FrSH]


[Verse 3: Fekky]

(Yeeeaaahhh)

£3K on the bubbly, truss me the club owners love me

(Fekky) I got this girl tryna touch me

Calm down, I don't do that shit in public

Money makes her cum, money makes me stand out

Never had money with this money I'm the man now

No they don't want it, I told my younger stand down

Do this ourselves, fuck all your handouts

I ain't saying she's a gold digger (18K)

But she ain't messing with no broke nigga (18K)

And we don't buy no drinks at the bar

And the grey goose brings all the girls to the yard

Forget my face. Have you seen my car?

18K. Have you seen my arm?

This is easy nigga, I'm oh so calm

Fekk, G FrSH and Sin, niggas know who we are

(bu bu bu bu bu baaaaaang)

(bu bu baaaaaang)

(bu bu baaaaaang…18K…18K)


[Hook: G FrSH]