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In that CLA talking mad greaze

It's headshots when I slap Ds

Gun in my pocket like some house keys

I'll shoot the whole strip then I'm outie

I know the feds wanna Mark Duggan me

But I stay with my stick, still ducking these

Got some fresh dots, Berettas and some fresh Glocks

I know the plug, I phone him up "I need ten box"

If they send subliminals we send ten shots

Nigga's gone mad fucking round with me

The AK's down my leg real casually

Cause a casualty, redrum catastrophe

I'm whipping up food, this ain't scrambled eggs

The buj same colour as Malcolm X

I'm in the X4 talking coke prices

Gonna rob the link if the price rises

I make my heat rise like the fucking climate

Thirty shots to his chest leaves him lifeless

In the kitchen whipping chicken, Tennessee's

Half a chicken nigga that's eleven G's

£550 shoes, big Saint Laurent's

If she sees this money I bet she comes

Imma fuck these bitches one by one

I'm strapped with this big Terminator gun

My nigga's doing life, I'm still optimistic

You've never caught a body, let's be realistic

If a body got dropped you know I did it

From Pecky to Wooly you know I blow my biscuit

I don't rate man, betray, wave, spray man

I tan skin, spray tan, I'm a grave man

The Mossberg pump, that's the broomstick

One dump chump you'll be wounded

Look I was in jail riding stiff time

Now it's eighteen carat gold on my wrist line

I send one hundred shots when it's stick time

The MAC turn your face into fragments

I only speak money, I don't know broke language

Getting head in that pearl white Aston Vanquish

Your nigga got merked, never rid for him

My stick foreign, whip foreign, chick foreign

Dick blowing, wrist glowing

Make a killing off that white girl, Pistorius

Counting up racks, free Older Snap

Free Nutty too, the slug will split your mind in two

Imma bang her on my ones, I don't need no crew

You'll be hooked to tubes when the Uzi booms

Nigga said it's beef so I'm loading up

Look I can have his chest all opened up

Paramedics on the scene tryna close him up

Golden shells loaded in this golden gun

Niggas turned G's, since when akh?

The AR breaks his chest and makes his neck snap

I'm rolling round with Zish nigga fuck police

Look he can get five from that F for free

I left school, no dough had to trap hard

Now my slate of buj is flatter than a bankcard

Never judge a book by its cover, read the whole book

This cocaine's whiter than George Bush

I remix work, turn one to three

This big .45 is my bestie

I don't do love, I need a straight freak

Caribbean weave, come taste me

I'm speeding in that two-door wavey

I'm just tryna beat then I'm Swayze

I'm talking Persian rugs in the penthouse

I'm just happy that they let Young Spent out

They call us AMG boys, we get the Benz out

Ray-Ban shades, I ain't slept in days

Counting up this money till my head aches

In the cut playing Fabulous' S.O.U.L Tapes

Nigga fuck a rap career, I'm drug dealing

In the S-Class with the suede ceiling

In the Dorchester Hotel's where we hold our meetings

Fuck these fuckboys, we ain't seeing even

These niggas ain't G's they're some boys for me

I was shooting guns, you was watching Toy Story

My name should beat guns like the boy Cory

Look I've got more than a thousand war stories

Let a nigga stunt, he can make the news

Mummy's boy's dead, should have stayed in school

All I know is murder, I don't know no different

With the toast I get real close, let the burner kiss him

I break down bricks, I don't do karate

I can teach you how to do this, I'm Mr Miyagi

How's the MAC-10 spray? Issey Miyake

Bitches calling me papi from London straight to Miami

Last week's swag cost a salary

The TEC's singing like Amy Winehouse, Valerie

I fucked all my girl's friends now she's mad at me

Look I carry heat and spit rapidly

Talk tough you'll be jukked up

Throw shots, the pump will hit a nigga close up

In the sauna balling nigga Adrien Broner

Casino lifestyle nigga playing poker

R.I.P my niggas nigga free my niggas

Chinchilla jacket nigga fuck them other niggas

Bitches talking Birkin bags and red bottoms

Spending that nigga's P's cause you know the feds got 'em

Wanna put a stop to my shine like a set of curtains

The Trey shoots or the semi bursting

I'm bad boy Snap, I'll blaze any person

I'll shoot him out his skin, about I'm moving nervous