Roll another
I smoke pukka
I let shorty blow my cover
I’m 3 and O for the summer
Oh what a bummer
I run it like Jones at the Rucker
It’s a better me
This is effortless legendary
I just let it breathe
Let it be Lennon with the legacy
Off key picking fruit off this lemon tree
Spitting out the watermelon seed
This shit could make Helen Keller see
Eyes open wide
These are movies for the blind
There rhymes got me doing just fine
You called me I came through every time
Just in the nick of time
Behind the picket line
‘Bout to throw a big fuck off sign up
I hit Simon for the line-up
This is my year
Tell these mc's to get their rhymes up
You’re just a bunch a nitty’s tryna pipe up
Let me show you show to empty a clip
I’m driving round Brent with a brick
You can’t flex It’s bare David Brents in your clique
And we can hear your Bolex when it ticks
Prick
I kept it legit from the jump
I pull you up to have a word like listen you cunt
You want play boss here
You get caught in the cross hair
Slug tear through your Moncler
Do I make myself clear
Thought so roast the pork slow
Pour the Bordeaux
We can talk with the door closed
Can I really get it for that
Thought so (keep it on the hush)
I said can I really get it for that
Course bro