SRB separation confirmed
Coming up on staging the burnout of these
Twin solid rocket boosters at two minutes, five seconds
I'm covered in Oud, and I'm smoking shisha
My lungs must be way out of shape
I'm with a bad ting, holding the corner
Her backs is poky and way out of shape
I'm used to the scales, I weighed out an eighth
We came from scraping yay out the plate
I had the mandem pissed on the block
I threw the whole pack, and I came out in late
I pray I don't ruin this Aston Martin
When the jakes are around, I got dargging
I end up in scrubs if the ting start barking
I put the truck pull up on the kerb when I'm parking
I'm on the block with the hash when I'm sparking
Talking to the plug, tryna lower that margin
He ain't ever rap, but he does a lot of mixing
He put it in the press and had the mixtape charting
I left Harrods with a hundred bags
That's 'cause I spent a hundred bags
I ain't in and out of court, but I run through tags
Tryna run up on the wiz, I let him dump two mags
Me and Bladez on the jet with the mob
Eating pasta, we've been known as a factor
Peggy Goo on the set, ten bottles of Don Londrés
Now we're next to the deck at Pacha
Mykonos nights, I'm dumping ten, beef is 20 as well
These drones don't wanna hear rap, but
They wanna bark us and shake up the tell
I'm in ERD and 424, these bars ain't been up on sale
The way I threw my cash in Rick, that Skyfall made man feel like Adele
The way I threw that cash, I've been feeling like Nino, New Jack City
Stepped in, all eyes on me, you would think that brudda had 2Pac with me
Paris Fashion Week, make me run up them bands, run through that city
Two bad tings, didn't know their name
But they jumped in the PJ and flew back with me
I know I'm supposed to be out of the game, chilling and relaxing
More time catch a nigga relapsing
They dreaming about getting P packs in
Send a worker to go pree that ting
Get a nick with a pack, that's the EDEPT ting
Free Money Max, man, they hit him with the Score
Wait 'til he get up on the D-Cat wing
'Til then, we'll be running it up, that's
Endless patterns and getting these checks in
In the dance with the G and the X in
These rappers just pay for protection
I might fly out and just blow a bag, tryno, I'm calling my debts in
I'm in Black Coffee at Beefa, 20 quid for that section
Mykonos nights, I'm dumping ten, beef is 20 as well
These drones don't wanna hear rap, but
They wanna bark us and shake up the tell
I'm in ERD and 424, these bars ain't been up on sale
The way I threw my cash in Rick, that Skyfall made man feel like Adele
Mykonos nights, I'm dumping ten, beef is 20 as well
These drones don't wanna hear rap, but
They wanna bark us and shake up the tell
I'm in ERD and 424, these bars ain't been up on sale
The way I threw my cash in Rick, that Skyfall made man feel like Adele