Ayy, Ayy, EsDee
Lad, I'm riding with your bitch
Got a tens in me pocket
And a bottle full of Tris
Five racks in the bank
Put it all up on me wrist
Never fucking with a lame
Won't be riding in the mist, nah
Lad, I'm riding with your bitch
Got a tens in me pocket
And a bottle full of Tris
Five racks in the bank
Put it all up on me wrist
Never fucking with a lame
Won't be riding in the mist, nah
Night time, I'm creeping through the mansion
Black gems on me neck stay dancing
Birds hit me line
Spawn kill, stop camping
Backstage pass
'Cause I'm young and I'm handsome
Got long black hair like an emo
Drugs all white, albino
Rolling the Raws
And I fill it with the green, bro
Ice on me neck stay cold
Sub-Zero
Members only
You won't make it on the guest list
Shout loud, make the crowd
Think I'm reckless
Chrome on me wrist
Cheque pending for the necklace
Young Scouse kid
Make it sound like I'm from Texas
Rocking like a star
Coke for breakfast
Cartier necklace
Kush, I'm obsessed with it
Outside, and we're posted
With the members
Pack landed, telling R kid
Don't mess with it
We got tons of different flavours
We love getting in
Came in the rave, popped pills
And I'm settling
Only eighteen, labels screaming
Gotta get him in
Beef? Know I keep the metal
In my hand like wedding ring
Ten girls on my body
I'm feeling rich today
Ten girls on my body
My girl gon' crash out
Put white in my city
It turned to Krakow
My girl still gets scared
When I turn Snap Maps off in the trap house
He's lit, but I ain't clocking him
All amped up, stand up
Chris Rocking him
Peckish till I'm dead
Rick Ross with it
Lunchtime, cop Sprite
Gotta mix Wok with it
Lad, I'm riding with your bitch
Got a tens in me pocket
And a bottle full of Tris
Five racks in the bank
Put it all up on me wrist
Never fucking with a lame
Won't be riding in the mist, nah
Lad, I'm riding with your bitch
Got a tens in me pocket
And a bottle full of Tris
Five racks in the bank
Put it all up on me wrist
Never fucking with a lame
Won't be riding in the mist, nah