[Intro]
Let's get it
What is it, copper and lead?
Safety off?
Target practice
Oi, the cemetery's open again
Bodybags all over the place
Let's get it
[Verse]
Man are like "MI sold out"
Fuck that, listen to my new sound
I've got a new style
Golden Boy with a gold mouth
White girl, double D breasts out
Face looking all stressed out
I told her go low
And don't stop till you get the rest out
Yardman swag, string vest out
Armani jeans all pressed out
Air Force Ones looking fresh now
Fam in the cell doing jail time
Told him it's bless when he comes out
New link, new money, new account
So many squares, man lost count
Chip and pin, mad amount
I never see you man out
Foundation, my name's all over south
Now I'm chilling up in country
Where the white man call the black man monkey
But it's OK till one of 'em touch me
Cause the ting got more teeth than the ting
That man ah man was beefing in Crocodile Dundee
I'll turn a pretty boy all [?] ugly
Fuckabout
Since '01, man's been about
What'd you know about dropping out at the roundabout?
Car's hot so you know I'm heading for the underground
Feds on the case, hunted man like a bloodhound
Stuff in the bag so I had to put the bag down
Jump on the train going anywhere north-bound
Holla at my Turkish ting up in A-Town
That was like '04
Back when the ting weighed one-four
Two and a Q in my top drawer
That was like two pairs of 110s plus more
Credit on my phone so I don't need to get more
Fuck a metaphor, I'll show a man about being poor
Till my donny hollered at me with the press raw
Now i'm sitting in a spot with the nice decor
Wifey
Breed up, now I've got a lighty
Half black, half white, that's my little tiny
Got a short temper, so he's just like me
Leo, I done it
I run it
Ironic
That man wanna see me dead but I love it
Music money, I get that, tell dem man better get back
I don't wanna hear no dead chat 'bout headback and lead pack
Your wifey, my lap, speed dial, my tap
Really, I'm a nice chap but next man despise that
It's real
Eight for the box, nice deal
No love
Bare blood