Grah, grah

Ay, G TraceO in the building

West London in the building

NYC to LDN, you get me?

All the mandem stand up, free my brothers

[Chorus]

Yo, look
I told bro let it go and I meant it

I don't care if this car gets dented

I paid full price and this 'star ain't rented

I'm in the backseat, windows tint up

No drink up, but them shots, we sent it

I got a thirst for revenge, I'll quench it

Told the plug, throw me big weight, I'll bench it

I'm in the whip with a bad gyal, lurkin'

No RiRi, I got this one workin'

Never had to take girls to the Shard or Bond Street
But the same ting still gherkin'

Djokovic for the love I’m serving

If it's blue lights in the rear, I'm swerving

From the muds you can be certain, I’ve been around crocodile teeth like Irwin

[Verse]

I will step, but I show, won't battle

I'm too solid, so I can't be rattled

And if a nerd wants beef, Imma cook that

Drop pins, Imma bring wagyu cattle

You're not the guy that I heard on Spotify, you're not the guy that I heard on Apple

This one's not a normal barrel, I'll show man red like an awful tackle

I don't put me on drill, it's easy

Like you bro, you're way too easy

You can't tell me about opps and the scoreboard, them man can never be points, they're freebies

Got two twins living in Doha, want cobra, but they're way too greedy

My young Gs stay around in the motor, if we touch metal, you ain't seein' no genie

Made rocks do rolls, like Coldplay

We are hot boys and our wrists come freezin'
If you mention my name in a track, you're bleeding

None of my ones need reasons

You never knew that a static cost money and tryna catch man's never gonna bring Ps in

Hands-free, edge quid for a squeezin', forty-eight hours for an addy', I'm seizin'

[Chorus]

Glee, glee

I told bro let it go and I meant it

I don't care if this car gets dented

I paid full price and this 'star ain't rented

I'm in the backseat, windows tint up

No drink up, but them shots, we sent it

I got a thirst for revenge, I'll quench it
Told the plug, throw me big weight, I'll bench it

I'm in the whip with a bad gyal, lurkin'

No RiRi, I got this one workin'
Never had to take girls to the Shard or Bond Street

But the same ting still gherkin'

Djokovic for the love I’m serving

If it's blue lights in the rear, I'm swerving

From the muds you can be certain

I’ve been around crocodile teeth like Irwin