[Verse 1: Bisk]
I ain't scheming, fuck your programme
Keep the prayers you got, I need no plan
Silly ass got you feeling like you gang
I be swamp side, chilling on your back like an old man
Fuck your fam, standing round like a light shade
In the presence of my energy, you might fade
Got peak mountain, not deep like it's gone sleep
Clock three, became a statue and surrounded
See my aura, might grab you by the throat
See I'm choked, you just gassing 'bout the smoke
You a joke
Oh five woulda had you for your coat
You the driver of the vessel, not the captain of the boat
[Chorus: Lee Scott]
Less is more, unless you're short on the drawer
These kids are petty
You better board up your door if you disrespect me
I don't think you're ready for war, me neither
Bench pressing this empty three litre
I just wanna chill
I just wanna chill
[Verse 2: Black Josh]
And I'm still here in the thick of it
Been out on the session, now I'm coming down like pigeon shit
Finesse the plug, he said he'd trace me down
He got the picture quick, I nicked his piff
Girls tryna frame me so my ex can know what bitch I hit
I'm a demon going to the place where the rizla's lit
Eight ball, I'm pitching it
Atheist in some True Religion with the stitches in
Smoke 'em like a Richmond King
Rolling on 'em like a dirty note when you're sniffing bing
Why am I praying, I'm wholehearted and I don't live in sin
Shotting out the front room of the house you were living in
Paying bills and the consequences; what I did I did
What I did I did
[Chorus: Lee Scott]
Less is more, unless you're short on the drawer
These kids are petty
You better board up your door if you disrespect me
I don't think you're ready for war, me neither
Bench pressing this empty three litre
I just wanna chill
I just wanna chill
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