Ibiza

SRB separation confirmed Coming up on staging the burnout of these Twin solid rocket boosters at two minutes, five seconds I'm covered in Oud, and I'm smoking shisha My lungs must be way out of shape I'm with a bad ting, holding the corner Her backs is poky and way out of shape I'm used to the scales, I weighed out an eighth We came from scraping yay out the plate I had the mandem pissed on the block I threw the whole pack, and I came out in late I pray I don't ruin this Aston Martin When the jakes are around, I got dargging I end up in scrubs if the ting start barking I put the truck pull up on the kerb when I'm parking I'm on the block with the hash when I'm sparking Talking to the plug, tryna lower that margin He ain't ever rap, but he does a lot of mixing He put it in the press and had the mixtape charting I left Harrods with a hundred bags That's 'cause I spent a hundred bags I ain't in and out of court, but I run through tags Tryna run up on the wiz, I let him dump two mags Me and Bladez on the jet with the mob Eating pasta, we've been known as a factor Peggy Goo on the set, ten bottles of Don Londrés Now we're next to the deck at Pacha Mykonos nights, I'm dumping ten, beef is 20 as well These drones don't wanna hear rap, but They wanna bark us and shake up the tell I'm in ERD and 424, these bars ain't been up on sale The way I threw my cash in Rick, that Skyfall made man feel like Adele The way I threw that cash, I've been feeling like Nino, New Jack City Stepped in, all eyes on me, you would think that brudda had 2Pac with me Paris Fashion Week, make me run up them bands, run through that city Two bad tings, didn't know their name But they jumped in the PJ and flew back with me I know I'm supposed to be out of the game, chilling and relaxing More time catch a nigga relapsing They dreaming about getting P packs in Send a worker to go pree that ting Get a nick with a pack, that's the EDEPT ting Free Money Max, man, they hit him with the Score Wait 'til he get up on the D-Cat wing 'Til then, we'll be running it up, that's Endless patterns and getting these checks in In the dance with the G and the X in These rappers just pay for protection I might fly out and just blow a bag, tryno, I'm calling my debts in I'm in Black Coffee at Beefa, 20 quid for that section Mykonos nights, I'm dumping ten, beef is 20 as well These drones don't wanna hear rap, but They wanna bark us and shake up the tell I'm in ERD and 424, these bars ain't been up on sale The way I threw my cash in Rick, that Skyfall made man feel like Adele Mykonos nights, I'm dumping ten, beef is 20 as well These drones don't wanna hear rap, but They wanna bark us and shake up the tell I'm in ERD and 424, these bars ain't been up on sale The way I threw my cash in Rick, that Skyfall made man feel like Adele