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[Verse 1: Shotty Horroh]

I'm tryna jam

They know I'm at the back, they can smell my dank

0161, I keep it Manc

I made the whole place smell like damn

Walked in the place and they know who I am

They're tryna get a quick pic for the gram

Quick smile, gonna do sum'n for the cam?

Yeah G, safe bro, wagwar fam

Cor we got the clout round these ways

Dem man don't get down like me mate

Ammo by the ounce that we blaze

Dem mandem there roll like cheap skates

And I'm in the club in an all black Sprayway

On my J.O.B like date day

The guy came in with his wifey

But I beat that first like Ray Jay

Anyway shit that's anything same way

Man drops bombs somebody say mayday

I drop bombs I think I'm kay slay

Man'll get spun in the ring like beyblades

Used to have to grab a little thing on late late

Nowadays every day feels like payday

We don't watch fakes, we don't care what they say

Man I'm tryna jam, kick back, get wavy

[Verse 2: Shotty Horroh]

I'm tryna blaze

They know I'm at the back they can smell my haze

Bouncers makin' screwed up faces

He thinks he's a badboy coz he's got mates

I'm in the club with twenty-five mates

We don't want a problem, we just wanna rave

Well man act way too hard on the stage

Well you can die-hard like yippee ki-yay

Cor we got the clout round these ways

Dem man don't get like me mate

My bredrin's on bid like ebay

I pray to God we'll all be safe

Probly why we stay high

Smoke like hippies

I don't do trips but the shit's too trippy

Used to sell bens outside of the chippy

Man had the peng, the peng was sticky

All I ever wanted was a cheque from Diddy

Still hasn't happened, shit's no Biggie

They used to tell me 'low this thing it's silly

But now I see you there in the crowd

Going ghillie

And you know me man I roll deep like Wiley

I'm in the corner I think I'm Dizzie

0161 I did it for the city

Where the rain don't stop and the light's so pretty

[Verse 3: Shotty Horroh]

I'm tryna live

They know I'm at the back they can smell my spliff

0161 I came from Britz

Everybody knows my face in the bits

Walked in the place bare-faced with your bitch

Big boy zoot just stuck to the lip

Man's tryna pull me aside for a pic?

Bro, fuck your Snapchat! Dun off the clip

Cor we got the clout round these parts

Them mandem aren't built like we are

I might have to church your girlfriend

Pull up I'm like wagwar sweetheart

I walked in and she's like who's that?

All eyes on me like 2Pac

You don't know me though bro, move back

Or I might just move like Liu Kang

Two tool's let me do this new dance

Man skanks like nobody's watchin'

But your girlfriend knows man's on tings

Since your contact's highlight 'hops it'

Then I beat that quick, no long ting

Then it's delete to move to the block list

She said I can't just gwan like God's gift

I said ok darlin' watch this