Lyrics: Headie One
Music: Headie One
I left my yard filled with-
I really wish bro was-
That can't be an opp tryna-
He ain't on a damn thing, he's a-
I left my yard filled with fifties, didn't remember my bank card
I really wish bro was with me, he got an eight on his back like Lampard (Free up)
That can't be an opp tryna diss me, he was in the interview room singing ballads
He ain't on a damn thing, he's a wallad
Like, how you don't feel embarrassed?
Bad B lookin' all Nicki Minaj
Plus, I got a spaceship in my garage
My young boy went over there, bun somethin'
He need a sauna and a massage
You know me, I kick back and manage (Manage)
Sent them there, movin' rash in a Ford that day
I was feelin' like van Gaal
It's a struggle to talk 'bout drills
When they all factual, I could get nicked and end up cancelled (End up cancelled)
So I'd rather go uptown and spray a little Dior Sauvage (Turn)
I was upsuh giving out pictures
Done that so much, could've turned into a collage (Suh, suh)
They ****ed with the bujj, but love the white more like Nigel Farage
I scream "**** feds!" 'cause I been harassed
I was on Eagle, bro's on Mallard
What you mean they won't take cash in Van Cleef?
I nearly had to boycott Harrods (Come on)
The hood's too hot, it's a first-class flight to Accra (Turn)
Uh, why they wanna put boiled egg in my salad?
I left my yard filled with fifties, didn't remember my bank card
I really wish bro was with me, he got an eight on his back like Lampard (Free up)
That can't be an opp tryna diss me, he was in the interview room singing ballads
He ain't on a damn thing, he's a wallad
Like, how you don't feel embarrassed?
Bad B lookin' all Nicki Minaj
Plus, I got a spaceship in my garage
My young boy went over there, bun somethin'
He need a sauna and a massage
You know me, I kick back and manage (Manage)
Sent them there, movin' rash in a Ford that day
I was feelin' like van Gaal
I left my yard filled with-
I really wish bro was-
That can't be an opp tryna-
He ain't on a damn thing, he's a-
I left my yard filled with fifties, didn't remember my bank card
I really wish bro was with me, he got an eight on his back like Lampard (Free up)
That can't be an opp tryna diss me, he was in the interview room singing ballads
He ain't on a damn thing, he's a wallad
Like, how you don't feel embarrassed?
Bad B lookin' all Nicki Minaj
Plus, I got a spaceship in my garage
My young boy went over there, bun somethin'
He need a sauna and a massage
You know me, I kick back and manage (Manage)
Sent them there, movin' rash in a Ford that day
I was feelin' like van Gaal (Suh, suh, suh-suh-suh-suh)