[Intro]
Said I've been trapping nigga
I
I
I&I
Ay
[Chorus: St. Plates]
And I took some real risks
Moving like 300 up
Half a milli in my sights
I just fuck the budget up
I just fuck the...fuck it
Comma, comma, coming up
Fuck being an up 'n' comer
I just fuck the commas up
We ain't in the same bracket
[Refrain: SAMOSAMO]
Kaos in the city, it's been getting real mad
Kaos in the city, it's been getting real mad
Kaos in the city, it's been getting real mad
Kaos in the city
[Verse 1: St.Plates]
We ain't in the same bracket
Death, money, brain, taxes
Only shit that's ever promised
I've been tryna get it poppin'
Running out time nigga
Millys on my mind yeah
I milly rock that milly rock
On any block I find, I just grind nigga
Yeah
[Verse 1: SAMOSAMO]
Please stop rapping 'bout your trigger hand
Had one shot but it didn't bang
You paid 3 bags for one nine
Bro if you never knew it's a scam
[Refrain 2]
I said Kaos in the city, it's been getting real mad
Kaos in the city, it's been getting real
Kaos in the city, it's been getting real mad
Kaos in the city, it's been getting real
[Verse 2: SAMOSAMO]
Tunnel-vision focus
Only hits, no misses
Newly single, blow kisses
Yeah yeah yeah
Ain't got time for no disses
Disrespect know this is
When you're sleeping with the goldfishes
Leo never come and play, word up
Kaos in the city, runaway, word up
Just give me the piece then I'ma stay
Word up, word up
You're a learner
Send him his L Plates
Turn up
Foetal position, make him curl up
Finesse with the shots that was our one
Swerve up
Red rum, murder
I'm the boy no Burner
G, I know they heard us
I'm the greatest
I'm the greatest
[Chorus 2]
[Refrain 3]
[Verse 3: St. Plates]
Back providing flips again
All for my constituents
All consignments genuine
All about the present yeah
I've been setting precedents
Pluggy Plates for president
Cling a ton of Hillary
All about my presidents
All my about my presence yeah
Claus with the presents dem
Clause, there's no evidence
Oh that's so evident
Learnt that it's the little things
Heard they coming for the king
45 for John Doe
4 or 5 a head again
Please do the fucking math
Ben accountant when I flick my wrist, or I flick my wrist
Said I need a butler, but I Law Abiding Citizen
We ain't in the same rooms
We don't do the same moves
Nigga, you can't sit with him
You would think its coke
The way he source for ion lithium
Little charge for battery
Back to raw inside the cling again
Choppy choppy Jae tone
Heavy base, grey phone
Concurrent jugging with the wave dough
My pitchfork on Aquaman
Pimms o'clock with bae though
Right hand whisk halo
Ex box still heavenly
What the fuck you telling me?
What the fuck you selling me?
My nigga, I have everything
East End honorary
Wreath at your coronary