Music: Lucky Looch
If I'm spinning and I spot
Him let me spin it back
Bare face when I got him
I ain't ina mask
Is he shotting, is he robbing
Is he getting cash
The only time I'm having sex
Is when I finish last
Come to my block, you can grab a 9
Drug deals, hands touching
Hands like sweet Caroline
I dress clean looking
Like I own a fashion line
And all my drip is real (Isreal)
But I'm screaming free Palestine
Got it by myself I didn't need a bring in
You don't need no glasses
You can see me winning
It'll be a cold day in hell before you
See me quitting
They wanna Have me at my lowest
(Louis) like Peter griffin
Cali in my spliff
I ain't back strapping
If I make one call
And bring that black strap in
And If he's back stabbing
Then we back stab him
Have him throwing up blood
Like he's gang bsnging
This is Bradford
There ain't no safe zone...
So you'll be lucky
If you make it safe home
Where everybody's ****in
With the same hoes
Estate girls couple
White chicks like the wayans bros
Profit got maximised
Louis v advertised
So I went and grab my size
Even as a kid
You could never try & patronise
Money in my sock
It looked like a had a tag device
First it was a beamer
Now I'm skirting a Benz
Looking like a trans
The way man skirt in the ends
In a svr tryna swerve
Round the bends
Im in ravenscliffe trying
To lurk round the 10
I don't even need a green light
I'm always on go
Think I won't
But I will cuz like alphonso...
I don't wanna read
No statements from no John Doe
Top 5 rapper I ain't even from Toronto
Been doing this I ain't new new
Who's who, tell em skirt round like a tutu
Me & Racks that's like Ace & like Lulu
Drop top, doll on my side my laboo boo
Gave em Tundes flow now
I'm back already
I just spent 10 racks
Made it back already
Thought they could kill me
But I'm makaveli
Chilling with a couple bad boys
I'm like Gareth Kelly