Music: Nathaniel Paulson/Cheniki Paulson/Samuel Makridakis
Go choose what you want
Lad you boosting with us
Everyone in the back come move to the front
(Move to the front)
See my lads on now
Tell em who run it up
Got It right out the mud
I Ain't gotta prove shit lad
Say what you want
Go say what you want
Don't even trip
Level the way how we live
God sending us these gifts
My fuel is my kids
Gimme a beat box
Tell them that's where the heats from
Got a bag of medical
Plug it King Kong
Slim but I'm eating up
Want a bag of this
And strain of that good
Remember them bins Days
Now we out here eating
And the fam full of food
Shaking my mood
Time to go and get back in a groove
Time to show you what these rappers can do
****ing representing tweed in the booth
Like less.goo
Go choose what you want
Lad you boosting with us
Everyone in the back come move to the front
(Move to the front)
See my lads on now
Tell em who run it up
Got It right out the mud
I Ain't gotta prove shit lad
Say what you want
Go say what you want
They just lay in the cut
Worried bout my shit
Twisting the the words
I ain't write that shit
Team doing trips
Outta town
All my boys hold it down
Trust, you ain't gotta worry bout shit
Ain't got no need to complain
Already told em once
Bra I been ready from the jump
Team ready what you want
On that mc. Ren
Take threes chumps on a 100 mile run
They like how you get it done like that
Team blessed with the sauce
Boy crept through the door
Kept score Now we up like that
Bitch I'm sending the storm
Felt the bench getting warm
Told em I ain't getting done like that
Boy had to bounce but I spun right back
With a mob and the trucks all black
Hopping out with the packs
Burnt up to the max
Go choose what you want
Lad you boosting with us
Everyone in the back come move to the front
(Move to the front)
See my lads on now
Tell em who run it up
Got It right out the mud
I Ain't gotta prove shit lad
Say what you want
Go say what you want