Early

[Verse 1: Giggs]

Yeah, uh

Contracts, contracts, contracts, yeah I've got them contracts

Money, pussy, weed and checks and constant contacts

Man jumped in that BM quick and copped that compact

Man just got that weed and strongpack, strongpack, strongpack

Man just watch that, watch that, watch that, what's that? Cop that

Man's that local boss that pop that top hat top cap

Man's gone Dizzee Raskit, stop dat, start dat, stop dat

Wrap that up in plastic drop that off and shot that

Back on my burner shit, back on my murder shit

Back on my [?] shit, cop that and furnish it

Get that whole round, I'm back with my swirly clip

Yeah, yeah, bang bang anywhere, they got me back on my early shit

Sometimes straight hair, sometimes curly shit

Open your legs, babe, shit's gonna burn a bit

Now shit's getting turned up, shit's getting turnt a bit

Hollowman Giggs, they got me back on my certi shit

[Break: Kent Jones]

I like that, I like that

I like that

Yeah, woah

[Verse 2: Kent Jones]

Contacts, contracts, contracts, contracts, contracts, contracts

'Fore she fuck me at the hotel, she sign contracts

If she good enough I just might let her come back, yeah

Her contract's never guaranteed, she in my contacts

We out in the field where you ain't go, nigga

Y'all still slaving and I'm chained gold, nigga

Rest in peace Bankroll, nigga

Y'all ain't fucking with my bankroll nigga

Fighting out my demons in my All Saint's clothes nigga

Brand new jacket with the 8-ball nigga

Yeah, that mean the baseball nigga

Goddamn Superman with the cape on nigga

All y'all niggas in the Lois Lane

Go change your outfit in the payphone nigga

All y'all niggas and hoes the same

I fucked a set of twins named Joy and Pain

I got rid of Pain, gave Joy the ring

And sent them to the man that gave Ma$e the voice to sing

I do it if I say it, got my mind made up

Y'all always laid off 'cause you stay laid up

I said fuck Mother Nature 'til the Sun came up

We had a baby so fuck it, we might make up

If you heard I give a fuck about my haters, I guess a lot could be the truth if it sit straight up

[Verse 3: Giggs]

Back on my burner shit, back on my murder shit

Back on my, back on my [?] shit, cop that and furnish it

Yeah, get the whole round, I'm back with my swirly clip

Back on my, bang bang anyway, they caught me back on my early shit

Back on my, back on my early shit, back on my early shit

Back on my, back on my early shit, back on my early shit, back on my

Back on my, back on my early shit, back on my early shit, back on my

Bang bang anyway, they caught me back on my early shit

Back on my, back on my