Man I got a lot of time for Maria, the fans get gassed whenever they see her Stepped in the dance with my blacked out kittens and a grey goose, she got the idea Man I got a lot of time for Maria, Tia, Mia, Aaliyah and Rhea My side piece she talking bout flying, trust I ain't tryna go South Korea O2 3 tryna fly so high, I heard my mans talking the most We both not you ain't done that shit in your life O22 I was misunderstood, now that man they realise I'm just that guy They know I don't play like them man in the field And I slap that one in a go top right Thats get back gang like GBG, my bredrin will get that one done on a sly I'm still grinding tryna find them Man Air Force one on my feet doing mileage tryna find them Boy I scope on the opp boy, bine him B02 when I rise it White girl wan' top it, so come top up the sim so it's loud for the guys Double tap like fredo on sus, if Zinoo's gonna hop in this ride Pop it, lock it, reload it, cock it, make sure the clock hits No pocket, rocket, no plug to socket, pull up and sock him Make man dance like Hopeless Scotch and this ain't no Cory But tweeko watches, he see the flow so he's gonna grab the pole quick Favourite whip to match the topic, I heard the sirens, my bro he clocked it Told zinoo, hop in the skootz, let's do this I don't know wagwarn for the eddyats' They pulling up bro so I told Huncho, go office to beat it Eedyats, turn into cats like Felix, jump on the mic Lil bro cant do this who's this shoot, shit cuss Nothing like Cupid, I want no love are you stupid Man I got a lot of time for Maria, the fans get gassed whenever they see us Stepped in her stepped in the dance in my blacked out kittens and the grey goose, she got the idea Man I got a lot of time for Maria, Tia, Lia, Aaliyah and Rhea My side piece, she talking about flying, trust I ain't trying to go South Korea Stupid guys and their stupid lies, pull up to the game if you're gonna slide Bust that, while I'm writing rhymes, new ones clear no past the parcel when I'm with my guys and this Barbie wants to wine and dine She run that baseball, she can take her time She run that baseball, she can take her time Man back of this ride, habibti on G SOS for anti like green, this 3 Nothing like three times three, it's the 3 time two for the six, my G Bro best believe that I step in clean, step in rough with my nike tech fleece I slap all the trench and I bop him, please Man I got a lot of time for Maria, the fans get gassed whenever they see us Stepped in the dance with my blacked out kittens and the grey goose, she got the idea Man I got a lot of time for Maria, Tia, Lia, Aaliyah and Rhea My side piece, she talking bout flying, trust like tryna go South Korea O23, tryna fly so high, I heard my mans talking the most We both know you ain't done that shit in your life O22, I was misunderstood, now that man they realise I'm just that guy You know I don't play like them man in the field Man I slap that one in the goal, top right Let's get back gang like GBG, my bredrin will get that one done on the sly

Yo, it's the Bad Boy Chiller Crew Hold tight, S Dog on this one Our kid switch on production We're not no divvies 'round here, must geet up Hold tight, all the boys inside, yo Drum in a big-boy Merc so I hop the curb I see them boys in blue so I drop to third I put my foot down quick, we don't stop for shit I mean I whip pure shift like I've hit the strip Four boys tooled up in that chorey truck Big-boy lines of that naughty stuff Four-wheel drive, got Clive to the right Bright lights to the side, ride 'til we die I ain't gonna lie, give me some and I'm down for it Boys make a lot of money from them counterfeits That's three for a bag, P's in the bank G's on the cap and keys for the Jag' Few boys graft hard, few boys sell nosey Four-by-fours if the boys off-roading Fuck the police and my driving ban I'll be hitting high speeds with Clive and Sham I'ma pull up in a big 450 Pop it and twist it, watch when it kicks in Cops are assisting, boys are resisting Drop it and lift it, course I'm a misfit Red light, risk it, bitch, I'm a charva Big goose parka, all-black 'clava All blacked-out, coming with the mask on Coming for the lot, coming for the jackpot I'ma pull up in a big 450 Pop it and twist it, watch when it kicks in Cops are assisting, boys are resisting Drop it and lift it, course I'm a misfit Red light, risk it, bitch, I'm a charva Big goose parka, all-black 'clava All blacked-out, coming with the mask on Coming for the lot, coming for the jackpot Girl, it's S D-O to the G-G Laying same fire with the BBCC Big-boy tracks, get back Big-boy bats get wrapped Blue lights flash, peddle goes flat Blacked-out S3 DSG's, mad PC Plonker drives like my grandad Dust got kicked up, car went sideways I'm game for a graft but it's gotta go my way Sham's not tryna get another court date But I'm tryna put food on my family's plate Always stay loyal on estate Putting that work in, tryna get paid I'm not lazy, fam, I'm active Sham, Kane and Clive, it's a mad ting All of the bitches dancing Few line, cowie, then man ah get ramping I'ma pull up in a big 450 Pop it and twist it, watch when it kicks in Cops are assisting, boys are resisting Drop it and lift it, course I'm a misfit Red light, risk it, bitch, I'm a charva Big goose parka, all-black 'clava All blacked-out, coming with the mask on Coming for the lot, coming for the jackpot I'ma pull up in a big 450 Pop it and twist it, watch when it kicks in Cops are assisting, boys are resisting Drop it and lift it, course I'm a misfit Red light, risk it, bitch, I'm a charva Big goose parka, all-black 'clava All blacked-out, coming with the mask on Coming for the lot, coming for the jackpot Three white lines and a bank card I be in the club, trying to kick it like Lampard Pass me the mic, make a bad bitch skank hard Did her bare-back in her dad's yard Get back, big YZ wanna kick back Police call dispatch Three white lines and six-pack Big ten birds wanna chit-chat She'll be sucking dick for the VIP wrist band, yo What can I say? I'm a born sinner 155 in an all-black dinger Cops don't want it Smoke that chronic Not one drug that the boys aren't shotting Two birds in the back of the whip They're sucking dick for a gram of the sniff We don't tick, when I pull and I'm taking your bitch I'm that sick, you'll be thinking that I'm taking the piss You little div I'ma pull up in a big 450 Pop it and twist it, watch when it kicks in Cops are assisting, boys are resisting Drop it and lift it, course I'm a misfit Red light, risk it, bitch, I'm a charva Big goose parka, all-black 'clava All blacked-out, coming with the mask on Coming for the lot, coming for the jackpot I'ma pull up in a big 450 Pop it and twist it, watch when it kicks in Cops are assisting, boys are resisting Drop it and lift it, course I'm a misfit Red light, risk it, bitch, I'm a charva Big goose parka, all-black 'clava All blacked-out, coming with the mask on Coming for the lot, coming for the jackpot

Yo, it's the Bad Boy Chiller Crew Hold tight, S Dog on this one Hold tight, Klublove on production We don't know divvies 'round here, mosquito! Yo,hold tight, vice in sight! Yo, last year she didn't wanna know But this year she be on my phone like, "What's up, handsome?" She be on my cock 'til I stop these anthems I ain't gonna stop 'til I cop three phantoms This week hit another sold-out show Last week I were gettin' dropped and banged up Back seat, I was tryna pop these handcuffs Full team from a little town called Bradford Yo big boy, dirt bikes, smalls gettin' ripped up Lean back, lift off, YJ's pissed off Boys gon' local, shots got 'em gripped up Graft went tits-up, boys got six month Yo, he didn't wanna fuck with the gang Yo, blacked-out boy jumpin' out of the van Yo, saw no shot-gun, comes with a bang And you don't want war like Trump in Iran Yo, you ain't ever seen a motherfucker like this All black, tight, in my Nikes Beef kicks off, who's ridin'? Boys got you duckin' and divin' Boys gonna grip it and slide in Grip the whip, don't spin out You ain't no shit, bro, chill out Yo BBCC next to blow These little MC's better get to know Yo, last year she didn't wanna know But this year she be on my phone like, "What's up, handsome?" She be on my cock 'til I stop these anthems I ain't gonna stop 'til I cop three phantoms This week hit another sold-out show Last week I were gettin' dropped and banged up Back seat, I was tryna pop these handcuffs Full team from a little town called Bradford Yo, last year she didn't wanna know But this year she be on my phone like, "What's up, handsome?" She be on my cock 'til I stop these anthems I ain't gonna stop 'til I cop three phantoms This week hit another sold-out show Last week I were gettin' dropped and banged up Back seat, I was tryna pop these handcuffs Full team from a little town called Bradford Big bat' girl, come check me (yo) Yo it's SD, all to the G (yeah) Live on the track with the BBCC This year we're takin' doors clean off Music bangs like a sawn off- Pull up in the stall in black leather gloves Don't give a toss Don't try violate man, put your daughter on a cross 'Cause I don't give a fuck who your olders was SD's, you'll go somethin' like boss I'm this time's generation Don't try takin' the piss 'cause I've got no toleration (na) Crops comin' down on the rotation No goin' back, no probation Feds on my case, three day lay Now I'm locked in a station Yo, last year she didn't wanna know But this year she be on my phone like, "What's up, handsome?" She be on my cock 'til I stop these anthems I ain't gonna stop 'til I cop three phantoms This week hit another sold-out show Last week I were gettin' dropped and banged up Back seat, I was tryna pop these handcuffs Full team from a little town called Bradford Yo, last year she didn't wanna know But this year she be on my phone like, "What's up, handsome?" She be on my cock 'til I stop these anthems I ain't gonna stop 'til I cop three phantoms This week hit another sold-out show Last week I were gettin' dropped and banged up Back seat, I was tryna pop these handcuffs Full team from a little town called Bradford Cream of the crop, double G's on my top I'ma live life fast, I can sleep when I drop Full team's tight like peas in a pod And my tunes rub hot like fiends in a spark Bradford crew inside the venue Mic check one, check two Shots at the bar, it's time to go daft Jump in the car and hope we don't crash I've got girls on Facebook, girls on Snapchat I don't wanna wife when I just want that slack cash Boys go local and guns go tac tac Come blacked-out like Batman, ay Got a big team from the Notty lads Whip cost about 40 bags GK, I'm not fuckin' about Pass me the mic, and we're shuttin' it down Yo, last year she didn't wanna know But this year she be on my phone like, "What's up, handsome?" She be on my cock 'til I stop these anthems I ain't gonna stop 'til I cop three phantoms This week hit another sold-out show Last week I were gettin' dropped and banged up Back seat, I was tryna pop these handcuffs Full team from a little town called Bradford Yo, last year she didn't wanna know But this year she be on my phone like, "What's up, handsome?" She be on my cock 'til I stop these anthems I ain't gonna stop 'til I cop three phantoms This week hit another sold-out show Last week I were gettin' dropped and banged up Back seat, I was tryna pop these handcuffs Full team from a little town called Bradford