[Intro: Lotes]
Mm
This on some of that pain shit
That wavy stuff
You already know who it is
Anyone can go
Hold tight, Dave on this one
Visuals comin' soon
Aight Dave, what we tellin' 'em?
[Verse 1: Dave]
Dizzy got them fine scales, I'll kill it like a [?]
Sittin' in the studio, we were sharin' nine tales
Did it, left a live trail, feds, they give us nine tails
Snitches tellin' nine tales
Try and test my niggas, I'll turn nine tales, Naruto
Glasses on the table like Kabuto
I'm Boss wearin' Hugo, Hublot, Cavalli
Bang a square, then hit the exchange likе Armani
All my lyrics crazy, you can never bar me
Thеm niggas thought they knew me
Until I bought the Louis
Threw monkeys from a box, like I was playin' Call of Duty
I used to watch magic, think it's time to blow
'Cause now I'm runnin' through cards like Dynamo
And Ralph Lauren, kept it humble, I was sick of the brands
Rider had a stick in his hands, ridin' with a stick in my hand
What you know about movin' white
When that pitch cold like Stoke on a Tuesday night
This trap ting's long
Olders never thank me, if I see him, I leave him on the wall like a Banksy (Banksy)
And I can bring you in with what I'm doing, mate
And show you more Pradas than a uni rave
Like two Nigerians, I'm doin' two a day
That's a bag a week actually
And I can show you 'bout the peds and the whips
I can show you 'bout them Balmain jeans and the shoes and the zips
But that shit ain't free, no, it comes with the beef
And it comes with the niggas tryna take you for your P's
So I come to the rave with the heat in my jeans
And a frown on my face, like I'm scoutin' the place
Like you can get clout or a tumping, no [?]
Scouts where you played like Dulwich
Niggas where you stay, next day, brother does this
Runners doing running, but we run it, so that money keeps comin' in
[Verse 2: Young Dizz]
Shank sharper than a shark's teeth
Times I bored man to this day, man, I can't sleep
No heart, no feelings
I rob a nigga bare face, 'cause I do this for a reason
Twenty-three hours in a cell
You probably spend twenty-three hours on a girl
Dark like the night, light like the sunshine
Niggas only bell me when they need me when it's crunch time
I stay low, yeah, I'm anti
Niggas wanna sing like a shanty
It was plan A, now it's plan B
Sweets and the corn like candy
White like Nancy, brown like Michael
Backin' out shanks, yeah, I been through the cycle
Connect on my line, gettin' air like a rifle
I treat my shank like a Bible
I'm my own man, I don't follow no idol
My bro says I need therapy
I nearly lost out on a friend cah jealousy
I know these niggas fully envy me
Thirty man deep, and they couldn't put an end to me
I been out grindin', I can't reply to my texts
Dishin' out the light, not the sets
Bitch on my line cah I sext, but I ain't really 'bout that
Even if the line don't ring, I'ma out that
Said that he just gotta go, cah that's light work
I don't even speak, niggas know about my knife work
Ten inch blade, not a Rambo
Back it out, make a little nigga do the Tango
Calling him your older, but would he even ride for you?
If you said you'd die for me, dog, man, I'll die for you
Man say they certi, but they wouldn't even write to you
Yeah, I stain food, then I pebble it
Sorry, if you're sellin' it
Worthless stains for the hell of it
If we got beef, akh, I ain't even deadin' it
Paranoid every time I go and hear my door ring
There was times I had to grab my dotty while I'm snorin'
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