[Intro: Smino]

Oh yeah, oh yeah

Lil heathen in Heathrow

Blokes

[Chorus: Smino]

Whiskey with the team, got it bubblin'

I got trees in my luggage, I got tings out in London

Hope UK, what you say? Fuck is you sayin'?

Oh when I say I been at the Ace hotel, you gotta tell me somethin'

Fuck is you sayin'? Oh let me tell you, I been on the way

What you sayin'? I'm making runs

[Verse 1: Smino]

I'm roll on track, I'm in this field

I'm shot, you put me in my feels

She made it clap clap clap clappity-clap out in Clapton

Swerve and I crash if the pillow ain't your passion

She think I'm a liar like the Obamacare

If the old never heard the soul country so slick

Butterskin smooth acne shoes, contradict

You can hop right offa my country

[Chorus: Smino]

Team got it bubblin'

I got trees in my luggage, I got tings out in London

Hope UK, what you say? Fuck is you sayin'?

Oh when I say I been at the Ace hotel, you gotta tell me somethin'

Fuck is you sayin'? Oh let me tell you, I been on the way

What you sayin'? I'm making runs

[Verse 2: Noname]

Smino Grigi, Noname, and Saba the best rappers

And radio niggas sound like they wearing adult diapers

And globalization scary and fuckin' is fantastic

And frankly I find it funny that Morgan is still actin'

Bruce Almighty, Aphrodite and Dominoes

Yummy biscotti, tamale, over matching my undertones

Run in to Dally , Chicago overzealous with talent though

Westside get the money, is still a classic

Movin' to LA, now I'm sippin on Sunny D

And my nigga is hella pleased and I bought me a better pen so a

Bitch she ain't 'bout to write, I'm perpetually smoking weed

If Smi' rollin', I'm sorry, I'm tappin' out

Room 25, the best album that's comin' out

Labels got these niggas just doin' it for the clout

I'm just writing my darkest secrets like wait and just hear me out

Saying vegan food is delicious like wait and just hear me out

[Verse 3: Saba]

I ain't been at home in a minute, my landlord been gettin' pissed

'Cause I barely count as a tenant, I'm overseas with the yen and shit

And I can't recall the last time that my live show was intimate

The price for the show just went up, in addition the tickets did

They didn't figure it out in 2012 so I just said fuck it

'Cause we can drop all our albums ourselves, yeah I just said fuck it

'Cause I know I got the gift like an elf

And been wrapping raps around them like I'm a belt

That's tea not ginger beer, I whisper in they ear

Since I left the road, I got more hits than a deer

A dollar and a dream like I'm Jermaine in the Ville

You stand up or fall, pray, shout out to NFL

Pure-bred delicatessen, damn, I'm real, I can tell it (tell it)

I do not fall to no pressure (ah), cookin' up Barefoot Contessa (ah)

I just raise the bar, ayy look what I did with the measure

With little to no effort, I thought it gonna be messed up, bless up

[Chorus: Smino]

Whiskey with the ting, got it bubblin'

I got trees in my luggage, I got tings out in London

Hope UK, what you say? Fuck is you sayin'?

Oh when I say I been at the Ace hotel, you gotta tell me somethin'

Fuck is you sayin'? Oh let me tell you, I been on the way

What you sayin'? I'm making runs