No Introduction (Trapstar Version)

[Chorus]

No introduction needed, but girls still ask what my name is

Tryna pretend they don't know who Cee is, like

Like anytime I get on the mic, it don't cover a hundred regions

Sweden, Norwegian, New Zealand, Australian, Arab, Armenian, even Asia and Indonesian

[Verse 1]

Spittin' on beats on usin' similes, but their lyrics ain't got no meanin'

If we see blue lights and think that it's cops, we're not gonna stop, we're breezin'

Lock the lock, it won't stop us schemin', I lost FDot and it got me grievin'

Posted by the convenience store with a pack of thе raw, so it's not convenient

I wanna live a simplistic lifе, but that's unrealistic, right?

I miss the times, two-man step, take one for the team and assist my guy

God ain't give me the gift to write, won't lie, I been on a consistent grind

When I was broke, they didn't wan' talk, now I made it, they want me to give advice

Me and Ybeeez in matchin' Rolls', step out the store with two new Cullis

Stepped in the room and they feel my aura, that was before I had music money

I came up with the bros, I post a throwback and the whole crew look bummy

Before man snaked me, I already saw it comin', I clocked he was movin' funny

[Chorus]

Huh, no introduction needed, but girls still ask what my name is

Tryna pretend they don't know who Cee is, like

Like anytime I get on the mic, it don't cover a hundred regions

Sweden, Norwegian, New Zealand, Australian, Arab, Armenian, even Asia

[Verse 2]

Sounds like a M16 when the engine starts

Think you're the shit, bitch? Turn on your whip, does your engine fart?

Two left feet and I don't have rhythm, but my chain and my pendant dance

Life when you live in the ends is hard, the things that I seen make me question God, uh, alright

I'm feelin' pain, but I can't complain, my life was harder before the fame

Lost some people along the way and I miss them bad when I contemplate

Shoot my shot and it's wet like Steph, but I don't play for the Golden State

It's bait that my bro got the poker tucked, he can't even put on a poker face

What are these jokers on? They keep sendin', but I don't respond

The big dot-dot ain't little like Durk, it's OTF like, "Long live Von"

The UK's not what you see on films, bro's in the block with the longest wand

Deathly hollows will fly out the chamber, bro try poke and hunt this don

I hear them talkin', seein' the tweets, I'm seein' the forums

Seein' them mention everyone else but me like say that I'm not important

All of the moves that I make in America's makin' it easier for them

First half of the year I done a hundred shows, you can see I been tourin'

If it weren't for the work that I put in in Paris, none of these guys would've gone to Europe

The codeine mixin' up with the Phenny, I fall asleep when I sip on syrup

Look in my eyes and see I been through it, come straight off a plane, get straight back to it

She asked what my name is, tryna pretend she don't know that I'm famous and already knew it, haha

[Outro]

No introduction needed though

Central Cee, can't rush greatness

Trapstar way

Us London man are different you know

The most hated but secretly the most rated

Big up Central Cee man

Number one UK consistent artist

Yeah man

Big up the West London Shepherd's Bush group

Mikey, Willy, some real trapstar icons man

Some real westside legends man

And me say dat slick nicks

I'm out