Sweet one, i got bored of the games, i might stop
We should go, we should go
We should go to my yard and turn the lights off
Why they all the same?
Why they know my name?
Cah they all the same
It's a different game
But it is, yeah it is the same
I got that new cold
Deadstock türko
White tank, blue coat
Shit's unfair like a loophole
High in the clouds like
Nothing ain't too tall, yah
Inside, i'm gone soon
Outside, she said surprise me
Yeah that's my strong suit
Alright, look
3 am i'm the flyest turk in Best Kebab
Buff ting and a tasty wrap
My ends, where the fame is at
Keep cool when i make a stack
Who she with so bad?
Said it wasn't her partner
These türkos dumb as f*ck
Me every year i get smarter
Now the drip don't fit it my wardrobe
Organic ish not store bought
Me and the bros got no cloak
Under the cameras pree, it's calm it's good
I'm bare misunderstood
And that's a warning
If i address it, then that's important
Tell all the mandem, manny to london
I am the big man, i am the sultan
Been a while since i've been this south
True say i walked, no bluff
Said she like the scruff
In my favourite top, that's tough
I might need one puff
And i roll cah you need your puff
This ain't love but it's good enough
And i puff. yeah
Didn't waste no time, didn't waste no damage
I was in a hackney carriage out in country, outside hackney
Man try tap me, not one managed
I went Turkey and i came back with a business mind and a loaded package
Real türko but my fans english like crisps in the sandwich
So when i got pound
They got jealous
When there was signs
Man had banners
Dem man got lines?
I got manners
I never got clocked by the pigs that's callous, peak
Too many dead artists tryna artist just for the badders
And their tings wanna grab this turk by the arm
But that's not what matters, oi
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Sweet one, i got bored of the games, i might stop
We should go, we should go
We should go to my yard and turn the lights off
Why they all the same?
Why they know my name?
Cah they all the same
It's a different game
But it is, yeah it is the same
I got that new cold
Deadstock türko
White tank, blue coat
Shit's unfair like a loophole
High in the clouds like
Nothing ain't too tall, yah
Inside, i'm gone soon
Outside, she said surprise me
Yeah that's my strong suit
Alright, look
3 am i'm the flyest turk in Best Kebab
Buff ting and a tasty wrap
My ends, where the fame is at
Keep cool when i make a stack
Who she with so bad?
Said it wasn't her partner
These türkos dumb as f*ck
Me every year i get smarter
Now the drip don't fit it my wardrobe
Organic ish not store bought
Me and the bros got no cloak
Under the cameras pree, it's calm it's good
I'm bare misunderstood
And that's a warning
If i address it, then that's important
Tell all the mandem, manny to london
I am the big man, i am the sultan
Been a while since i've been this south
True say i walked, no bluff
Said she like the scruff
In my favourite top, that's tough
I might need one puff
And i roll cah you need your puff
This ain't love but it's good enough
And i puff. yeah
Didn't waste no time, didn't waste no damage
I was in a hackney carriage out in country, outside hackney
Man try tap me, not one managed
I went Turkey and i came back with a business mind and a loaded package
Real türko but my fans english like crisps in the sandwich
So when i got pound
They got jealous
When there was signs
Man had banners
Dem man got lines?
I got manners
I never got clocked by the pigs that's callous, peak
Too many dead artists tryna artist just for the badders
And their tings wanna grab this turk by the arm
But that's not what matters, oi
We should go, we should go
We should go to my yard and turn the lights off
Why they all the same?
Why they know my name?
Cah they all the same
It's a different game
But it is, yeah it is the same
I got that new cold
Deadstock türko
White tank, blue coat
Shit's unfair like a loophole
High in the clouds like
Nothing ain't too tall, yah
Inside, i'm gone soon
Outside, she said surprise me
Yeah that's my strong suit
Alright, look
3 am i'm the flyest turk in Best Kebab
Buff ting and a tasty wrap
My ends, where the fame is at
Keep cool when i make a stack
Who she with so bad?
Said it wasn't her partner
These türkos dumb as f*ck
Me every year i get smarter
Now the drip don't fit it my wardrobe
Organic ish not store bought
Me and the bros got no cloak
Under the cameras pree, it's calm it's good
I'm bare misunderstood
And that's a warning
If i address it, then that's important
Tell all the mandem, manny to london
I am the big man, i am the sultan
Been a while since i've been this south
True say i walked, no bluff
Said she like the scruff
In my favourite top, that's tough
I might need one puff
And i roll cah you need your puff
This ain't love but it's good enough
And i puff. yeah
Didn't waste no time, didn't waste no damage
I was in a hackney carriage out in country, outside hackney
Man try tap me, not one managed
I went Turkey and i came back with a business mind and a loaded package
Real türko but my fans english like crisps in the sandwich
So when i got pound
They got jealous
When there was signs
Man had banners
Dem man got lines?
I got manners
I never got clocked by the pigs that's callous, peak
Too many dead artists tryna artist just for the badders
And their tings wanna grab this turk by the arm
But that's not what matters, oi
Writer: Berke Kasar
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