VIP

[Chorus]

Man have got Ps

So man are very important

What, you want a portion? Talking 'bout extortion?

You better proceed with caution

Man have got Ps

So man are very important

What, you want a portion? Talking 'bout extortion?

You better proceed with caution

[Verse 1]

Move with caution if you proceed

Shoot him in his back, make his marjay grieve

Facing forward, knife your greaze

Pull out the streeze and cut him behind trees

Running on a whirly line, bob and weave

One eye closed, squat, squeeze

Two-handed, yeah, that's my steeze

I hold gun like these

Yeah

Maximum accuracy

Go home, smoke cheese, got jack

That's L-I-V-E

Can I get shift? Nah, that's not me

Cuh they ain't shit, Kozzie

Already know I tear up main roads

And I wait outside when man do not know

Might stab him ten times, promote my EP

Call that Catch Up 3

Blue and white tape, that's all around you

Black and yellow cone, that's by my feet

Caution, do not slip around me

When you're coughing and bleeding, that's wet floor

And a mop ting that's this likkle four

You can play dead but I'll riddle some more, but

[Chorus]

Man have got Ps

So man are very important

What, you want a portion? Talking 'bout extortion?

You better proceed with caution

Man have got Ps

So man are very important

What, you want a portion? Talking 'bout extortion?

You better proceed with caution

[Verse 2]

You better proceed with caush, skrrt like Porsche

Had 'em running in circles just like Nascar course

All type of badness man endorse

You ain't shot food since like '04

Can't come back in the game and run warm

Me, killer bee, VS, we swarm

Eight, that's a pectoral torn

Four, that's your whole torso gone

That one there we call serious corn, not sweetcorn

Mek a man reverse born, better think twice

Cause I make my stack incline

When I do dirt, I rinse mine

And I go shop with the kitchen, told man think twice

Thought I was slipping but man ah had trip mines

Mad Max head mash up cause I never did get mine

But I'm out here and I got this bitch line

Sophie Ellis-Bextor, want her ring mine

I don't do lighties, that there's his grind

No more aliens, middle man are spliff mind

They're all smoking that Nubian

If they think that I'll ever be cool with them

Try say wah gwan but I'll [?] them

[Freestyle]

Mujahideen, I'm a hooligan

Mujahideen, I'm a hooligan

Daylight run up on juicing them

Night time, pop out, guess who again?

Mujahideen, I'm a hooligan

Mujahideen, I'm a hooligan

Daylight run up on juicing them

Night, pop out, guess who again?

It's me, Max

Get bax

Real on the tracks

Tryna make stacks

Chilling in flats

Holla at cats

And gyal with big backs

Tell her suck my ballsacks

Tell her get out, scram

Get out of here, get gone

You don't know man

A-what you're on?

Think say you're nice in a one likkle thong?

Get gone

Gotta get Ps

That's what man ah man ah is on

And I'm in the lab with Cads right now

After, I've gotta duck out

Said he wants something for his nose

Snout

Oi, I'm out