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The mandem too too crazy

Five star hotel, waps and brazy

Mixing mocktails, I don't drink Baileys

She look thick but she slim like Shady

Drinking Fiji water lately

Blue hijab, she ain't into dating

Alright, none of these gyal can faze me

We ain't had no general wealth

But me and the mandem ran through millions

My whip coulda been on Interceptors

How I beat that chase so diligent

Went from sitting in a cell to a Benz

It's mad how I had that chase and blew it

My plug wan' gimme a hundred shh

Yeah I'm good, let's do it

Take a look at this four-five ting

That's your life in danger, can't just stare

With bae through thick and thin

Used to come to the bins so her heart was clear

Brown and bad, when I done five, I was like "I'm halfway there"

This ting too big, I just make man run like a sprinter

This ting too big, it won't fit in no SUV

Spesh on spesh, I beg somebody tell them please

I got too many waps, too many many waps

I got shh, I can shell down the next few weeks

Alright, just send where they're flexing please

SUV, inside black, outside white like I'm watching White Chicks

More time, man bill a line it's white ish

Stack like I don't even wan' look stylish

Pistol came with fifteen rounds

If I double tap, this could get high risk

The way that I ball, the ref had to come out the way when I'm sliding

Who did what we did on the scene?

After all them years and mixtapes that I did in my teens

Pirate radio, fifth in my jeans

Mad yute, you used to live in your dreams

Had arsenal, yeah come pick up my team

Nuff gyal date, don't live in their means

Want a hundred percent when I'm shipping that green

I told her my name is R

She said "No, what's the one on your driving licence?"

Your boyfriend ran when he seen man pull up cause he don't want violence

We move in silence, gotta be on point cah I'm still on licence

It's mad when the whole of your team get hunted down by Trident

I'm real, I still hit bro like, like "Mind how you're doing that road up"

Bae a soldier but she a moaner

Twisting my words, how did this all blow up?

Please gimme space, I ain't in it to show up

Give her my password, nothing gon' show up

Then I just watch when her face all glows up

Alright, I got the stainless steel and platinum

Dinner table, got the hand ting

Tucked in my shirt on a mad ting

Still loading, that's the fraction

And I got this pump for that minimal action

Any violation, the mandem whacked 'em

Alright, fire for a wife beater

I don't rock with that but I'm rocking a vest

I've been through the twists and turns

The turns and twists, got a lot on my meds

I done a lot, there's a lot I regret

In the booth right now, off the top of my head

In Jamaica, cousins a pest

First time I see man get shot in his head

Regardless they have to rate the ting

He has to watch me take his tings

Heard that gyal likes real badman

But it can't be true if she's dating him

Rollie rose or green, paper clean

I know they gon' hate the ting

You ever had that spinner and stared at bro

Like "Look what you made me bring"?

Jack boys come to the curb

Looking to rob bare man and wave the ting

But I ain't gotta worry bout that

Cause they all rate my ting