[Verse 1]
Bless the beat with smoke
And my day one bros, they kept me close
Then I sip my Tetley, take a toke
They're tryna get me on the ropes
Ayy, bro got the speshy in his coat
So, please, man, let's just be adults
And don't be flexin' in my boat
You-you can't test me, I'm the G.O.A.T
Rolex collections lookin' dope
I got the Pepsi and the Hulk
And I ain't flexin' on you ****
Cah I'll still be sexy if I'm broke
[Chorus]
Wait there, and I was made to win like I'm designed to blow
We're doin' major things, but it's a minor though
I used to pay for things, but that was time ago
And now I hit you **** with the Wiley flow, it's like
[Verse 2]
Bad 'em up, bad 'em up, bad 'em up once
Never could you take me for a dunce
Been on the scene for a hundred months
All I met is bare ****
Take man for lunch, eediot youts get punched
Pick one boy from your bunch
Tell man jump
Oh, what, you didn't wanna jump? Well
Oh, well, look, now you're slumped
Lil' ****, I swerve (Lil' ****, I swerve)
Get out my lane (Get out my lane)
North and East and West are hot but the South's on flames
This year, I'ma be a household name
I grew up in a house of pain
I don't do it for the clout or fame
All the real **** gonna vouch on my name
All the real **** gonna vouch on my
Yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah)
[Verse 3]
If you ain't got more than five top tens then I don't wanna hear no chat about chartin'
You man are just startin'
Come in like a young Chris Martin
Start swingin' with my arms like Carlton
Start swingin' with my arms like Anthony
**** been charged, don't amp me
Have your missus in her bra and panty
If you see me in the dance, I'm anti, quite frankly
Heavyweight champion of the world
They wanna war me for my belt
If you ever hear Stormzy caught an L
Know I stood tall before I fell
There's a couple birthdays comin' up
So I took like a quarter from the shelf
Spent like a hundred on my mum
Then about one-forty on myself
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