[Intro]
Whoo, whoo
(Yeah)
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[Verse 1: KSI]
Yuh, let me touch down
Let me touch down for a sec (Yuh!)
Calling me a star
When I go on the track (Ch)
Finna get paid, with a check (Ch)
Can't find a place that don't know me
Can't find a site that, don't show me
I know many that wanna be me
But they can't be me
'Cause I'm way too, on it (Woo!)
Own it, way too good
When I'm owning (Owning)
100 mill' 'cause I'm owning (Owning)
Shut up, man, and stop moaning (Oh)
I prepare when I eat
In-direct with a tweet
If you wanna have some, beef
Control, alt, and delete
Sign out, and don't tweet
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[Pre-Verse: Stefflon Don]
Everybody, stand up when I
Pull up to the party
White, girl switch it, and I know they
Sniffing, charlie
[Verse 2: Stefflon Don]
Anyway, back to the matter
Yeah, they dunno 'bout it
Ain't nobody messin' with a rapper
They ain't got my letter
She say that my Nooki five hundo
Wait a minute
White boy wasted, he know he goin' in it
Backstroke, like he
Tryna find some lined up
Keep your fingers on it
While I'm scrolling
Through the grammar
Hold up, wait a minute
Where you come from?
Not too far from Ed-mon-ton
Eastside, London
Big batty haffi get jumped on
Big batty haffi get, grabbed up
End of the bar now, good ting matter
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[Verse 3: KSI & Stefflon Don]
Make it so elite
We don't rate that
Aim for top
You won’t get that
Copycats, don't make it far
So tell your chances (Au revoir)
Adiós, sayonara
Fuck you, I'll make the drama
Start a scene, queen fit
Threesome, with the main chick, uh
Yeah, threesome with your, main bitch
Like Waka Flocka
With a, choppa choppa
You all done it better
Than others, bad as
Other niggas shooting
And I ain't talking cannons
Then I pull up, all up in my shit
But the swagger so coco
It come in like smiths
How they wanted that lit
When it look like, an orphan?
Killing these bitches
Like, teenage abortions
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