Toddla T Freestyle

[Verse 1] But it ain't Tottenham True say that my dad lived in Tottenham In my crib, man can't chat about Arsenal Man are real Spur, I'm chatting about Tottenham, yeah Man are from Tottenham True say that my dad lived in Tottenham In my crib, man can't chat about Arsenal Man are real Spur, I'm chatting about Tottenham, yeah I'm like Hala Madrid The kicks white like Hala Madrid The flow's big like Hala Madrid Salute the team them like Hala Madrid And again I'm like Hala Madrid The kicks white like Hala Madrid The flow's big like Hala Madrid Salute the team them like Hala Madrid, yeah But it ain't Tottenham True say that my dad lived in Tottenham In my crib, man can't chat about Arsenal Man are real Spur, I'm chatting about Tottenham, yeah Halla Madrid The kicks white like Hala Madrid The flows big like Hala Madrid Salute the team them like Hala Madrid AJ from the lane but it ain't Tottenham True say that my dad lived in Tottenham In my crib, man can't chat about Arsenal Man are real Spur, I'm chatting about Tottenham, yeah But it ain't Chelsea True say I got a ting livin' in Chelsea Man are from west, listen [Verse 2] Look, white girl, Angelina Jolie Sitting in the cut, my dargies blow weed Start with a Q then dance an Oz Peng ting off the ish, she banged the whole G Nah nah nah, can't step to my team Trindidad boy, that's T N T I've seen a real skengman sitting on a porch Shotgun a white T Nah, it ain't nothing for a bruddah to holla my uncle Tell him come down with an OG When I say OG, I don't mean Jendor, Ruger, Little D, Blacks or P I mean the bruck shot with the gats in his jeans Fly too quick, gats in his jeans Call up the squad, MTP And tell them 'bout beef, family, it's peak [Bridge] But it ain't Tottenham True say that my dad lived in Tottenham In my crib, man can't chat about Arsenal Man are real Spur, I'm chatting about Tottenham, yeah But it ain't Tottenham True say that my dad lived in Tottenham In my crib, man can't chat about Arsenal Man are real Spur, I'm chatting about Tottenham, yeah [Verse 3] White girl, Mia Malkova If you know what I'm on about, you're a loner High level bars, high level like stoner Lightweight guys can't drink a Corona Nah, one Corona, they're drunk On one, man's spinning around all slumped These lightweights, they can never get pumped I'm too lightskin, I could never get dumped Stop chatting cuh we got the pumpy, dump it Bruddas are bound to get dumped Pile up bodies all over that drum Hear what I said, I ain't speaking in tongues He's not real, nah, he's an actor Took man's chick with the winning factor Done one line and that's still my style Cause the white girls strong like Cleopatra I'm not Welbeck but I'm that guy Grab girls in the dance 'cuz I'm that fly You couldn't draw her 'cuz you wasn't that guy Collect the peng tings like I was a magpie Went for the wave but that's a cat line When the gats fly, make a mic man capsize Don't think AJ's on a gas vibe Me and Lex at your set, come and slap guys, uh You thought that I missed the drop but I never Big impact like Ross or Heather Man mind out when I'm strapped with the leather Told man already that we got the pumpy, dump it Bruddas'll fly like feather Mandem think that I just turned bad I was bad from when I chilled by Mo Better Strap put man in a peak dilemma Steel bell man if a unknown breddah White and bo' 6ft in a North face gym shoes Nah I do not shot cheddar You're not bad, bad yout? Never West Indies strap hold bare pepper True Religions and a Polish pistol Skengman dance I'm a real hot stepper I tell them [Verse 4] Don't pretend to miss the drop like me If you see somebody do it shout 'AJT' Cause I fathered the flow, fathered the styley Bare man wanna be a AJ follower I need workers so it's fine by me I'll sponsor youts with a few Nikes You're my son if you're running with a style like me I said don't pretend to miss the drop like me If you see somebody do it shout 'AJT' Cause I fathered the flow, fathered the styley Bare man wanna be a AJ follower I need workers so it's fine by me I'll sponsor youts with a few Nikes You're my son if you're running with a style like me, yeah White girl, Karmen Electra When I reload off a BBC That's a big boy crop, then I get a 1Xtra Nine bars get brucked down, fuck a tester God forgive me if I buss my nine, bar That's a likkle reference to Skepta Still oh so comfy in my sector Cause I still will eat man like Lector And when I spray bars it's a lecture Youse get gassed in the club over nectar Outside got a non-musical don With the Nikes on and a cocked arm in the Vectra Behave yourself, Konan's adlib Your dons'll back you, never backed it If I ever backed the ting and then capped it I bet your squad will leave you like your dad did