[Nafe Smallz:] (Quincy Tellem) [?] no cap shit, mm Yeah
Been gettin' money, no jokes and games (Nah) No time for a cell, you know she always complain (Always complain) No matter how late I be startin' my day These racks still gotta get made (Gotta get made) From the council flats, back on the estate (Uh) Where the kids might stick you with a shank broad day (Broad day) Depressed, when did I stop flippin' that yay? Hit the show, that's another 10K Still the realest
[Nines:] Hundred K on the watch I know it ain't smart but it glow in the dark (See the bustdown) Niggas know I got heart I circle your block like there's nowhere to park (Come on) Then I slap it on a don (Blap, blap) I ain't just rapping on a song (Nah) Soon as the packs come in, they're gone (Flying them) I'm like El Chapo where I'm from (Ice City) Can't take badman for fool Cah we clappin' off them tools (Yeah, yeah) I wore hand-me-downs to school (Uh) Now the mansion got a pool If it weren't a mad ting, I was not signing Cah I made mills on the block grinding Told my little niggas "Better stop sliding" Strap on my waist like I was rock climbing
[Nafe Smallz:] Been gettin' money, no jokes and games (Nah) No time for a cell, you know she always complain (Always complain) No matter how late I be startin' my day These racks still gotta get made (Gotta get made) From the council flats, back on the estate (Uh) Where the kids might stick you with a shank broad day (Broad day) Depressed, when did I stop flippin' that yay? Hit the show, that's another 10K Still the realest
[Fundz:] Corinthian spot, all private (Private) Just me and her, all quiet (Real quiet) Dorchester Suite, I enquired Restaurant and the room booked, I'm buying Then I flew ten grand, link the pilot Told him "Take me where the stars dem flying" (Real quick) Cah I been in jail years, I'm dying (Dead) Everybody's gettin' money, everybody's styling Been platinum or gold, I'm smiling (Bling) [?] diamonds, trust me, I'm shining Bare gyal, I'm grinding Smiling, it's blinding (Uh) All about timing, I'm with the best rhyming (I know) Got the grease lightening, always on a hype ting (Grease) Got a new. 9 ting, really wanna fire it (Baow) And my new ride, wings, chicks wanna drive it Automatic driving, make her wanna ride stick
[Nafe Smallz:] Been gettin' money, no jokes and games (Nah) No time for a cell, you know she always complain (Always complain) No matter how late I be startin' my day These racks still gotta get made (Gotta get made) From the council flats, back on the estate (Uh) Where the kids might stick you with a shank broad day (Broad day) Depressed, when did I stop flippin' that yay? Hit the show, that's another 10K Still the realest
[Nines:] My nigga Carlos on the buttons, you know? Say nothin' my guy
Compositores: Courtney Leon Freckleton, Nathan Isaac Adams (Nathan Adams), Quincy Phillipe A C Ferreira, Carlos Calvin C Corrodus ECAD: Obra #35439294