[ Featuring 9Goddy ]
(Yo, Eight)
I'm a rich ass nigga, I ain't takin' no chat from a soul
Her buddy got a body on his belt
But the body don't count 'cuh the homeboy told
You can go ask all of the mandem
Who made sure that the gang got smoke
Nearly touched a million from them licks, shout out my dawgy Chrome
Got a thick white bitch up north, she was skinny, went gym now the ass on swole
I f*ck with my London ting for years 'cuh she don't never post
And the way she ride me, she remind me I'm the f*ckin' G.O.A.T
And she been had a man for like five years but he won't never know
Made the whole scene start sippin' lean
If I took white girl then they will do coke
I can out-rap and out-wave every rapper in the UK
Put that in your post
The only one with the VVS in the chains
You can go ask Abz for the quote
We ain't got the same stones, little nigga
Don't make me be petty and go do a post
Coulda done drill but wanted to talk about eatin' a leng ting's ass
My young boy raps so real, he can't even be a rapper with a mask
Nigga thought that the back door's open
Don't be a fool, we don't have to cut grass
Sticks and stones may break my bones
These 7.62s gonna shatter your heart
You know what's goin' on
The boy Goddy back
Huhbuduh, splash
Youngest in charge, you know
Yeah
DBE to the 9
Let's go
Huhbuduh
Splash
Yeah, ya boy back, everything lit
Still live, never lack on a drip (ayy)
Still the man of my block, plus I was the man on the wing
Jakes said I can't go to the 9
But I'm still outside and I'm like fully charged
Me, them guys in the zim, I came home
And I took my first bath from the Shard
Fifteen, I was live on the glide
On my life, three waps in the car
Opp block cookin', then back to the 9 for a petrol bath
I got my name as a teen, bad at thirteen, what do you mean?
I put waps and Rollies, send a man OT and he's older than me
I can't settle for minimum wage
Fresh home, I'm tryna jeet man, this a beat
Said I'm takin' a piss, can't pull up in a Lamb'
But I'll pour in an Addison Lee
Now I'm back in the stu' with Prince
Routin' a risk with the G-Lock tucked (live)
DBE to the 9, you know that's rich badness
That's Elon Musk
Good marketin'
Been hearin' your lies, I f*ck with the strategy, dawg
And I still been adamant
These niggas lyin', they run out of battery, dawg
And I finna mix YSL with Chrome LV, we gonna menage
Had to send them in location pin it, we just shoot the star
No roof, don't panic, panoramic on the roof, don't slide, just slam it
Candy zoots and the Xanax, I pour up the coupes outside the palace
Good yutes, we cook this shit hard, my nigga , we started with loose
It's ours, my nigga, its ours, I swear we got nothin' to lose
Sixteen cars, stars in the roof, what the f*ck is a Patek?
Eight baths in the cribs, got seats, my nigga you can live in the attic
Four cars and the credit's elite, Apple Pay, we just tap it
That bitch is from Essex, I play with her ass
I fingered that shit and just slap it
She don't f*ck with the Gucci
She tells me Fashion Nova's all paid up
I was in the OT pushin' food, aide around like Al Qaeda
Ridin' 'round, got nothin' to prove, the fire flame like I'm fuego
G-Lock, had to Kimbo the two, I got them niggas on payroll
I'm a rich ass nigga, I ain't takin' no chat from a soul
Her buddy got a body on his belt
But the body don't count 'cuh the homeboy told
You can go ask all of the mandem
Who made sure that the gang got smoke
Nearly touched a million from them licks, shout out my dawgy Chrome
Got a thick white bitch up north, she was skinny, went gym now the ass on swole
I f*ck with my London ting for years 'cuh she don't never post
And the way she ride me, she remind me I'm the f*ckin' G.O.A.T
And she been had a man for like five years but he won't never know
