Justin Bieber

[Intro:] I don't love these hoes They don’t love me neither The Feds thinks bro's a dealer Got nicked with Justin Bieber She just wanna smoke my tree Let her light up the reefa (What you talkin' bout?) [Verse 1: Sleeks] Mans still shelling down functions Backstrap I’m smoking runtz This weed from Cali not London Bust the pack it's so pungent Man keep it so 100 Whole one 3 6 onion I was on road like bunion Knee deep in the trap Zombies, rise from the dungeon And we ain't beefing twats Extended clip like a truncheon Ain't seen bread, but you're talking p's (cap) Trap mash no I ain't deetsing that No tic gimme my p's infact [Verse 2: Littlez] Shut down shows with bronem & I got food Come dinе with me Pengting sippin’ on rosè Told her comе wine on me Saying she’s down for me Hold that wap & hide my weed Man came up in the T Trapstar like Mike & Lee (trap) Put work on streets Man reload get gwop repeat it Blowing gelarts in public See them feds I Need For Speed it Problems man don't need it Locked my old ting Block & delete it Got a bad one from Sweden She got a man I’ll keep it a secret [Verse 3: Deepee] Anytime, anywhere, mans ready Turn that Shelly Bro said da packs them land And these ones smelly Can't wait till the mandem land Everything steady, mans ready With the beats and the ball mans tekky Man are like rah, Gyaly from far Gyaly from round suh, Gyaly from Narm Gyaly want me in safe when it gets dark Might get a sandal if the uhhs sharp Back in the slums, no walk in the park My yutes a fool, my gyals a tart In the west and I just link bro by the zart Look pon the stance, you know everything sharp [Verse 4: Sleeks] SB coldest dead ting touched me I felt insulted If she ain't DTF don't bring them Gyal to the motive Hocus pocus just dipped out Feds tried to approach us Stepped out the back same way I came in & I left unnoticed Uber, kinda left her chauffeured Super cause dem man der soaking Peng gyal wanna sex & stroke it Bet that I left her wet not roses Was in the clouds, flying just see the climate changing Back to the ends it’s frying just on sites & shavings [Hook: x2] I don't love these hoes They don't love me neither The Feds thinks bro's a dealer Got nicked with Justin Bieber She just wanna smoke my tree Let her light up the reefa Man did T then man got P Then getting beenies got easier [Verse 5: Dizzee Rascal] (Yeah) Little bit of Naija and a little bit of Ghana Solid as a rock no chinks in my armour Come against me that's a whole lot of karma Spit it like a llama, stick of marijuana Nip it in the bud now I'm a little less calmer Looking for Nirvana, Kurt Cobain and a bit of propane Now I'm all gassed up and I go a little harder Don't hold back let me go a little farther Pretty little thing, took her Benihana Says she's on a diet, give her the banana I don't wanna harm her, drop a couple grand(e) on her like Ariana All up in my face with the cam panorama Everywhere I go it's a hype and a saga But I know what I'd rather I'm a star in a fast car not a charger It's a rari top back like a barber Fresh fade and a snapback the piranha Rocking Prada miss me with the palaver Or the rara and the roads are lava Hotter than the Sahara getting harder Everybody wanna try be a dondada Balaclava rude boy I don't barter Baller but I ain't M. Salah Old school like Rex and Scala Swift said Raskit jump on this riddim I said that's cool no drama