([?])

(yeah, yeah, yeah)

([?])

Glide on it

Furthermore, prance on it

Don't make a song and then dance to it

Pull a ting and a rubber-like Arthur did

When I saw you up in the dance and shit

The bouncers already searched man

But still, you give my heart a frisk

(Cold nights [?] boy)

Ray Charles got my ear to the street

[?] grinding's done

[?] mash all go, every time the front door go you panic and hide your phone (flush your [?])

Their colors [?]

It's all guns 'n' roses

They don't walk with love, their posers

They saw me in Louis in Mayfair, I was only skimming on rich shoes, know this

[?] a man's still burning bush, like Moses

Me and my man used to walk in [?], I just sit at the docks like Otis

And a [?] got bagged then read in

Could've been worse, could've caught man [?]

None of my n****s not rap

So it's the mine and the mandems pain I'm penning

(You understand?)

([?])

(They must live their lives with all their sense at a high range)

Four different pedals (four vessels)

Hear the mandem's moving in tandems

Too much love, so much (so much)

So much, that I dash it and run

They still wanna hate

They still wan hate, all hate man I get them trackers on cars

I got it from the hunting shop in Campden

Take it there

Do it, leave

And the pedals get abandoned

I picked up the hope they abandoned

Give it all back, that's standard

Air ones black, that's standard

And I spit crack, that's standard

Doche made it in the morning

Paper, made it in the evening, standard

Look how many man I've angered

How can I trip 15 and break off [?]

Give them free game like I ain't know from a teen

If you tip them fiends and I [?] that's silly

London's foul, it's a toxic city

[?]

And make them think that it's Percy

Pick up the aux

How can man [?] the crib, dressed as a Deliveroo driver

I'm letting in bruce and he's rummaging through your

If I know I could do better

If you ain't got no mash

A man still blessed