WHO needs A hook?
He was making all these faces till I brought it out
Think he saw the sprays, hes acting normal now
Coming like the bailiff, coming to your house
Put ******* * on faces, I left my smoke in the house
With some uck faces in the naughty house
And I dont like strangers, so dont bring them round
Talking bout this money, you look like a nounce
He thinks that I think that Im lucky, she loves sleeping now
Whos that kitty on the phone?
Whos that gyal on the line?
Whats that shine on your wrist?
Manaman aint got time
Get a brick at six
**** around, have it gone by nine
That batty move stiff
Man a come like Rottweiler
Stepped in the crib, put down some jims
Looked in the mirror and smiled
Manamans sick, grip up the stick
Cock it back and go wild
Money give a young ***** power
Tryna have it long like a tower
Like know we on these streets
On these beats, man come foul
Tryna get straight bricks
Make a young boy take trips
Doing gear six on a M-way
Hope the road can take this
When I roll its straight piff
Back in the whip, I take risks
Got a green box in the back seat
No first aid kit
I do road tryna get that
**** a handout or a set back
Two hands on when I press that
Told man respect when Im in jet black
Got a peng ting tryna undress man
Like a ironing board, Imma press that
I see everything live like webcam
But Im still outere tryna get bread back
Mans just grim
Gonna smooth gyally and up tings
Sideboy in the handcuff ting
Stand up, get your bands up slim
Big play like Sinbad
Mans been bad, I can make a man go swim
Walked in with the gym bag
Looking like man goes gym
I just came back from the T-house
Bando wings on a Nandos ting
The gang go where man go
Youre a bad bro, you can get your mango skinned
Bring arms and aggro
Been afro, looking like I had no trim
Back then when I had no work
Get em down on a Rambo ting
Wha? I whoop ins
Bare Kwoof, Kwif, Kwaf if youre Kwoofing
One swing to the face thatll shook him
I dont need no gyal, but Im looking
Fatty on the phone, man say she wanna jook him
Promoter on the phone, man talking bout a booking
Tryna stay quiet, but my gyals cooking
Sideman get cut off for the looking
Wha? Its peak
Said he was a badman, said he was a G
Said he got the Os and he **** with the Gs
Said he knew the Section, said he from the Heath
Didnt know P and he didnt know D
Said he love uck, mana want up Tuschee
Did you hear these verses lock arff this beat?
If you dont, man might haffi pop arff the street
Tryna get bands in abundance
In the bando with the bandits
Gripping my hands that sandwich
Tryna eat good like a banquet
Money on my mind from my wake up
Gyal got a big batty then shake up
MAC in a man bag
That bag, put it to your face like make up
Paigons, aint friends, know we dont make up
Man have been on it from time, youre late cuz
Lords of the table, counting up papers
Real recognize real, theyre strangers
Got ice mans coat, I might take that
Shes breakers, so I might brake that
Still smoking on loud packs
Make gyal turn bad from way back