Released on September 10, 2020

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[Intro]

Answer no question

Touch me, I'm tryna touch skin

Uh

Yo

Mm, mm, mm, mm, yo

(Hello Gursevak)


[Verse]

Stepped in, just my darg and my bredrin

And we ain't answer no question

Touch me, I'm tryna touch skin

G Ramsey, the chef's in

Left, right, before the feds spin

I cook crack, make your head spin

I got it that I need some fresh cling

And some more bags, I break a raw slab

My cats' my biggest fans cah they want more wraps

I swear I'm with some killers and they're all tapped

I mean I'm with some drillers and they all trap

I just wanna hit the belly, no core abs

Yeah, she pretty but she all back

I fuck her once and never call back

Nowadays, I think I'm all that

I'm Bobby Lupo, I'll get 'em all whacked

Just forget about it, watch me double-count it

I got beef in the streets, I never step without it

Shit

I been dope boy fresh from a teen

I swear I owe my success to a fiend

I gave my whole life to the streets

Then the streets went and gave about ten to the Queen

I put my head on the map, an armeen

Cos shit could be worse, you nah-mean?

Corner for a verse, you nah-mean?

I said corner for a verse, you nah-mean?

That's twenty on the breakdown

Trappin' ain't dead, it's just got a bit bait now

Still I got 'em kway bound

I'm smokin' on this girl scout tryna block the world out

I said I'm tryna block the world out

I'm callin' shots like Anthony Soprano

My gun's Russian but my kicks Italiano

Amiri, Dolce & Gabbana, not Ferragamo

I pull up on your block, it's a car show

Middle finger to the narcos, I'm Gustavo, head honcho

This a whole brick, that's a half O, you little arsehole

Jailhouse, I had bariis without the baasto, word to Marlow

'06, it was bando up in Harlow

Now this Givenchy got me feelin' picture-perfect like Da Vinci

I'm Leonardo, I mean Leonidas

When I was young, I had one bag of misguidance

Always had a clean heart, want to split fivers, had to dip sirens

Had me in the crown court, that's a stiff silence

Drivin' no license, and I'm on license, and I'm on violence

So when I tell you, "Don't move," I want compliance

Cocaine and ammonia, it's just science

Shit

When I tell you, "Don't move," I want compliance

Cocaine and ammonia, it's just science