Waistband

[Intro] TG Tizzy Gang (Are you ready?) [Chorus] 45 in the waistband I'm not cool with a wasteman 45 in the waistband I'm not cool with a wasteman 45 in the waistband I'm not cool with a wasteman 45 in the waistband I'm not cool with a wasteman [Verse 1] I don't skate on a half pipe Dig your girl with half pipe 38 in the hoodie front See it poking out from the front Run up on man, then dump Ain't tryna graze, tryna slump Big nizzy in a manbag Run up on man, then stab Four fizz in the coat pocket Run up on a pussy and pop it Don't care who's saying "stop it" Man are savage and a man ah move horrid Go on then, try, cause I've got it All my greaze factual Been making marjays bawl She can see a casket fall Nine dem in the sachel Greaze man down astral Run up real close, then pull Two-handed like the jakes If you're real then you know that's aim If you're one of them man, you're fake Why they love chatting man's name? Was Chinese whispers their favourite game? Big ting, that's rucksack Wear it on the front, not the back Ask JB about that True say he soon come back If it ain't Tizzy, it's wack Nuttin' ain't changed from when I said that Turn your doorstep to Iraq Bap, bap, bap [Chorus] 45 in the waistband I'm not cool with a wasteman 45 in the waistband I'm not cool with a wasteman 45 in the waistband I'm not cool with a wasteman 45 in the waistband I'm not cool with a wasteman [Verse 2] Sick ting, walk in the place with my big ting Pitching anyone talking about snitching I can teach you about pitching And about cutting with the kitchen Cutting them road cuttings they're cutting in the kitchen Tryna get the bricks in, unexpected The way I came in the game like "who let the glitch in?" Fucked up, shit went missing Then I came back with a bag of new hits, king Everywhere on the map, God in the bits Rob him of bits, fully mad jits Grown like André the Giant, I was with Ryan Went O-tizzy, got a brilliant likkle iron Came back like "who said I was lying?" Dem times dere, I weren't even a lion Skin fade darg with the shot like Brian And I've got a fury just like Brian Turn a man purée when the corn flying Up early, no time for a lie-in Don't bother call that phone if you ain't buying Best team, me, T, C, MI, V Lick shots in the Blue like desert E And I ain't doing no deals on the gypsy Might get one free if you add fifty Money haffi mek, it's all peak in the dunya Your stack Timon and my stack Pumba My Ps sterling and your Ps goonga Let me say that again, they're not hearing Money haffi mek, it's all peak in the dunya Your stack Timon and my stack Pumba My Ps sterling and your Ps goonga Pussy [Chorus] 45 in the waistband I'm not cool with a wasteman 45 in the waistband I'm not cool with a wasteman 45 in the waistband I'm not cool with a wasteman 45 in the waistband I'm not cool with a wasteman